She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
Strangers stopping, strangers just to shake their hand
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Once in a while you get shown the light
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before
And I knew without asking she was into the blues
Well, there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong
In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough
The wind in the willow's playing, 'Tea for two'
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
It could be an illusion but I might as well try, might as well try
From the other direction she was calling my eye
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song
She wore scarlet begonias, tucked into her curls
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff