Isn't it a little late? Shouldn't you, fly away? Little dove with cigarettes, Show 'em that you can hold your breath. I heard about a girl, Buried her dolls and lost her curls. Painted on lipstick red, Grew herself up and then she'd, Walk into a smoke filled room, Oh no one could keep their eyes off you. Have a little drink or two, Oh how could you be that girl I knew? Walk into a smoke filled room, Little black dress and mama's shoes. Isn't it a bit too soon? Oh how could you be that girl I knew? Oh how could you be that girl I knew? Walk into a smoke filled room, Oh I believe love will follow you. Isn't it a bit too soon? Oh how could you be that girl I knew? Take a step around the room, And every head keeps turning too. Little dove, you fight 'em back, Show 'em you're so much more than that. I heard about a girl, Buried her dolls and lost her curls. Painted on lipstick red, Grew herself up and then she'd, Walk into a smoke filled room, Oh no one could keep their eyes off you. Have a little drink or two, Oh how could you be that girl I knew? Walk into a smoke filled room, Little black dress and mama's shoes. Isn't it a bit too soon? Oh how could you be that girl I knew? Oh how could you be that girl I knew? Walk into a smoke filled room, Oh I believe love will follow you. Isn't it a bit too soon? Oh how could you be that girl I knew?