Agnes it all ended up in tears
Well we were an odd couple you and I
In our strange and original attire
I thought, I thought it was love at first sight
My mother, my mother, she shivered with fright
And I couldn't tell if you were boy or girl
My mind was in such a swirl
It was a case of grist to the mill
True love grows, it grows where it will
Alas oh Agnes, I still adore you
Oh Agnes, oh Agnes, oh Agnes, oh Agnes, oh Agnes
Agnes it all ended up in tears
But you still have your souvenirs
You've got scars from head to toe
It's getting hard to tell your friends from foe
Well, you picked me up at the station
After my back street operation
You broke me, you broke the painful news
You dumped me, you dumped me for a pretty young muse
Well my lessons they are there to learn
My scars are caused by cigarette burns
I have no mirrors and I spend all day
Reminiscing on your porcelain gaze
Alas oh Agnes, I still adore you
Oh Agnes, oh Agnes, oh Agnes, oh Agnes, oh Agnes
Oh Agnes I adore you
Oh Agnes I adore you
Oh Agnes I adore you
Oh Agnes I still adore you
Thanks, Charleh! I'm starting to really love these "unattainable tranny" songs; I had no idea it was a Thing.