Baby's Got Her Own Ideas

I can't think with all the noise in here
Smoke and chatter, the roaches all scatter
You're saying your line again
Clearing your mind again
Your thoughts are pitiful
Lucky you're beautiful now

'Cause I finally figured out
What The Stevadore's were on about
Guess you're leaving now

And when you're sad you start to fade away
Love me to death, just get it over with
You get a notion to drown in the ocean
Write back baby, tell me if it's black or if it's blue

'Cause the dark it looks good on you
And that vacant look does too
Gets me even now

So long now
Baby's got her own ideas
When a peace of her mind is all she'll leave behind
Run the other way
Until you're ready to sail, I've got nothing to say

'Cause I finally figured out
What The Stevadore's were on about
Guess you're leaving now

So long now
Baby's got her own ideas
And a peace of her mind is all she'll leave behind
When she's gone away
Until you're ready to sail, I've got nothing to say

So long now
Baby's got her own ideas
So long now
Baby's got her own ideas
So long now