Maybelline is a chapel girl resolute and chaste
prettier than a daffodil with curls down to her waste
she has smile lines to heaven and eyes of mossy green
and though we haven’t spoken I’m in love with Maybelline

maybe Maybelline my heart's cauterized
from a lifetime of lies and a thousand small things
let’s go for a ride and pretend we're in love
maybe Maybelline

I see her in the morning when the sky is tinged with rouge
I see her in the evening when the stars become confused
I play knuckles in the churchyard as the congregation sings
the honeysuckle’s fragrant and I dream of Maybelline

maybe Maybelline my heart's cauterized
from a lifetime of lies and a thousand small things
let’s go for a ride and pretend we're in love
maybe Maybelline

perhaps tonight I’ll see her as she’s walking
hair tied back with flowers and with string
she’ll look just like a willow in the moonlight
and I just might say something

I black my shoes with polish and I check my socks for holes
there’s a preacher in a big tent and today he’s saving souls
the canvas smells of brimstone and perfume and shaving cream
there’s salvation for the taking but all I want is Maybelline

maybe Maybelline my heart's cauterized
from a lifetime of lies and a thousand small things
let’s go for a ride and pretend we're in love
maybe Maybelline