She was just a roadside distraction

Tom picked up from some run down

Auto shop from the Valley of Ashes

Wishing she was a phoenix rising

From the fire as she

Burned with desire

For some real good breeding

And he really wanted to give it to her

Like he gave it to his wife

Because he liked his material

Girls

Lavishly in love

With luxury and pearls

Always needing

But rich boys don’t marry poor girls

Had she known she wouldn’t have ran into the street

Where she was swept off her feet

By a delicate Daisy

Driving like a demon in heat

With a speed to match all greed

Leaving her to bleed

Like crazy

On that road where she became

A different type of roadside distraction