BONNY BOUDREAU (Henry)

Bonny Boudreau
Bonny Boudreau
She's so--so--
Oh, I don't know
She's just Bonny Boudreau
Pointing her toe
Floating away like a scrap of snow

If she ever thinks about me
Wonders who I really am
Ofcourse she will ask
Her friend Natalie Nat
Who will say, he's a pain
A stupid jerk, a little rat
And that will be the end of that
No hope
No hope for

Bonny Boudreau
Walking under my window
I watch her below
Like Quasimodo, oh
Bonny Boudreau
She says hello
And my eyes over flow
Through my tears she seems to glow
Bonny Boudreau