Texty: Screeching Weasel. Anthem For A New Tomorrow. Claire Monet.

Claire Monet I heard someone say
It's been so long since the last time I heard her name
I learned a lot from her
Yeah she was singular
The one day she got married
That's the last we saw of her
I can't remember her face at all
And I don't know why but Claire Monet I miss you
Claire Monet went away
I don't know how she could give up that lovely name
She was so slick and I fell sick
When I think about her playing house and raising kids
I'd rather think of her the way she was
Maybe that's why Claire Monet I miss you
The funny part of it all
Is I didn't know her at all
Claire Monet had lots to say
And I just can't imagine her all old and gray
She didn't need a man
Maybe it was her plan
But if she couldn't go on being Claire Monet who can?
I get the feeling she just withered away
Maybe that's why Claire Monet I miss you