Like those other sticky valentines
Alison, I know this world is killing you
Alison, I know this world is killing you
Sometimes, I wish that I could stop you from talking
Ah, but he took all he could take
Well, did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake?
'Cause I don't know if you were loving somebody
I only hope he wasn't mine
Well, I see you've got a husband now
Oh, Alison, my aim is true
I think, somebody better put out the big light
But I heard you let that little friend of mine
Take off your party dress
You used to hold him right in your hand
I'm not gonna get too sentimental
Oh, Alison, my aim is true, my aim is true
When I hear the silly things that you say
'Cause I can't stand to see you this way
