Stevie was a connoisseur
Everybody wanted to be her
She chose her friends as carefully as she chose her words
She was so sure about it all
Oh Stevie was a hero once
Had all the things I'd never touch
She wrote in sterling silver with a ballpoint pen
Cold blooded chameleon
Oh Stevie, oh Stevie
Why can't you see you're a God to me?
Oh Stevie, oh Stevie
Why can't you see you're a God to me?
Stevie was an ice maiden
Not sure really worth saving
Alcatraz has nothing on her after all this time
Still I didn't search behind those eyes
Oh Stevie where are you going to?
Oh you're as tight lipped as a bottle all screwed
If I had the chance to peer inside your mind
Give up your mystery, why think twice?
Oh Stevie, oh Stevie
Why can't you see you're a God to me?
Oh Stevie, oh Stevie
Why can't you see you're a God to me?
Tea leaves in the cup, you're a good friend of mine
How the sober are thirsty for the sweet wine
Oh now that Stevie has locked her keys in her mind
Got to open up, lay herself on the line, lay herself on the line
Tea leaves in the cup, you're a good friend of mine, oh
How the sober are thirsty for the sweet wine, oh
Now that Stevie has locked her keys in her mind, in her mind
Got to open up, lay herself on the line, oh lay herself on the line
Tea leaves in the cup, you're a good friend of mine
How the sober are thirsty for the sweet wine
Oh Stevie, oh Stevie
Why can't you see you're a God to me?
Oh Stevie, oh Stevie
Why can't you see? Oh give in to me
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