Honest

Now Jerry was no architect 
But she sure knew how to put out all the lights 
I once watched her walk right 
Through a plate glass window 
And never even look hack 
Now here I am talking about all her good points 
I never did think she had any bad 
Though friends told me she could be cruel 
And vicious 
At one time she was the best friend that I had 
And I hope she can hear 
I hope she feels good 
I hope she was the best or everything 
And I hope she feels like a million dollars 
And I hope she knows I was always honest 
Now Jerry was a main-line angel 
She never came home at night 
She slept where the wind would take her 
In her P.V.C thigh length boots 
Make-up black and solid 
Fingernails bitten by teeth so close 
To perfection only marred by 
Seven years of obvious fake prescriptions 
That were one way or making 
Sure that she never saw the daylight 
Before wearing her sunglasses over 
Breakfast with her Italian girlfriend 
In a post blitz kid stupor 
Saying "How ya doin', Davy boy" 
You know you're such a trooper 
And I hope you feel good 
And I hope you feel like a million dollars 
And I hope you know that I was 
Always.... honest