Sylvia Plath Lyrics - Gold - Ryan Adams

I wish I had a Sylvia Plath 

Busted tooth and a smile 

And cigarette ashes in her drink 

The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week 

The kind that goes out on her own 

To give me a reason, for well, I dunno 

And maybe she'd take me to France 

Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance 

In a mansion on the top of a hill 

She'd ash on the carpets 

And slip me a pill 

Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin 

And maybe she'd give me a bath 

How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath 

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And she and I would sleep on a boat 

And swim in the sea without clothes 

With rain falling fast on the sea 

While she was swimming away, she'd be winking at me 

Telling me it would all be okay 

Out on the horizon and fading away 

And I'd swim to the boat and I'd laugh 

I gotta get me a Sylvia Plath 

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And maybe she'd take me to France 

Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance 

In a mansion on the top of a hill 

She'd ash on the carpets 

And slip me a pill 

Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin 

And maybe she'd give me a bath 

How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath 

I wish I had a Sylvia Plath