Chelsea's "The Football Player"

The football player kicked my soda Off the dashboard Onto the highways of California Punched her in the arm but she was loaded She only giggled planted a kiss on my forehead Says "it will devour you or else leave you lonesome Your gorgeous George" Guess she doesn't know my name But come and get a look at all this fun If this is the beginning and end of the world I'd wait on it patiently gazing at the billboards Chanting the titles on the signs Like stanzas of nursery rhymes There was something I forgot And I knew it could be left behind All the boxers burned omens with lit cigarettes A stuffy boxcar I gave them your name Margaret If I went topless they'd paint postcards carve marionettes And backwards I'd sing the alphabet And backwards I'd sing the alphabet