I Met A Girl With Red Hair I met a girl with red hair Kind, green eyes We always played together As she clutched the hem of her lace dress So I gave her a rose-a yellow one I met a girl with flaming hair Her eyes like emeralds The more we played together, the more I wanted to stay As she clutched the hem of her torn dress Then I gave her a rose-a red one I met a girl with short hair Weary, green orbs as eyes, as if they were about to break We used to play together She doesn't wear dresses anymore So I slipped in a black rose I met a bald woman Acid, puke eyes..disgusting She plays alone now Her pants are tainted with dirt, just like her So I gave her-no, not a rose,-poison ivy with orange lily petals I met a gravestone If it could see, it would glare at me I would be crazy to stay here all day Gravestones can't dress up either-or dance So I gave her a bouquet of white roses