C.L.F.

Yeah
She still had it
Cute little fatty

Still had the ability
To turn life
Into words

Yeah
She still had it
Cute little fatty

The ability
She had done it, over and over
Caught the words, nicely

Not too much crunch
No damp squib here
She did it, carefully and clear

Moved words around
In her mind, on the page
So they could be near

She did it
Unremarkably
She did it, right here

Cute little fatty
She still had it
Yeah