I met another woman,
We had the same purse and teeth and car
Her purse was like mine
But mine wasn’t hers.
And I told the cops she just lent me hers.

Before I put the glasses down,
The car blew in puff and white and smoke
Then the angels came
To put off the fire
And to get the gold they just couldn’t help but admire.

I was a human
And I told lies and lies and lies
I was eating a gum
From my friend’s purse
And the powder I blew was actually hers.

Hers, not mine.
Hers, not mine.