Black and blue from passing around Whitey says, "Lady ain't a hit no more" Cecilia Amanda, i don't want to see you Get like you got before Another patient in a party dress yesterday Dancing on a permanent scratch In a place where lonely men pay To make their opposites match Little Miss Amanda wants to know How long you're going to be gone And she asked me can I fix it So your record plays the rest of her song Because every remembrance of you Has been buried below Every memory that I unhappily know I'm sorry for you, and your kid The things you promised that you never did She asked me, "Are you a pretty dancer?" But I don't think I'm going to answer Oh, black and blue from passing around While you fake me back to the daily score If you got a little baby now I don't want to see you around here no more Amanda put on her new party dress yesterday Dancing to a record you scratched Some dealing amateur actor Making opposites match