Rhona don't know
about eleven year regret
a major chord, a minor threat
with a Singapore sling-shot
Rhona don't know
about a million ways to die
about perfection in a high
or revolution of the gay-hot

Rhona don't know about me...

Rhona don't know
how to sing 'About a Girl'
or 'The Man who Sold the World'
or the harmony of 'Downtown'

Rhona don't know
about a Philipino whore
bein rotten to the core
in an Oxycontin nightgown

Rhona don't know about me....

Rhona only knows about being beautiful
bare-foot in the park
with puppy dogs and pig-tails
crushing pedals underneath her perfect painted toes

Rhona don't know about
Icicles in June
The dark side of the spoon
Or the poetry of car crash

Rhona don't know about
Santa Ana winds
The seven deadly sins
Or Heavy Metal whiplash

Rhona don't know about me...

Rhona only knows about being beautiful
bare-foot in the park
with puppy dogs and pig-tails
crushing pedals underneath her perfect painted toes

And Rhona only talks about the intellectual
Films by Luc Goddard
and paintings by Picasso
In seven languages that most of us will never know

Rhona only knows about being beautiful
bare-foot in the park
with puppy dogs and pig-tails
crushing pedals underneath her perfect painted toes

And Rhona only talks about the intellectual
Movies by Bunuel
and being existential
Staring daggers at the mortals down her Roman nose

Rhona don't know about
The beauty of a curse
or the Saints of the Perverse
In a back row of a theatre

Rhona won't know about
anything at all
If I neglect to call
And give her what I give her

Rhona won't know about me...