All along the zoo station
There sits a girl in leopard prints
Her hamstring aches
As adumbrated headlines are in the prints
Thellenistic books lie as the library sits silent
Librace wears his socks with his gold chain
Like a train runs on the tracks and carries Jesse James
Soon, the outlaws will outlive the sheriff's pigpen
This girl has been here for a night cap
Her books fall from her shoulder
Like her hair
A handsome fellow arrives
And sweeps her off her feet
She has never been to the circus
And pulled the strings