Pathetic Way Of Getting Over Me Lyrics - Shel Silverstein

Oh, if you read in the papers that she's been seen 

A gettin' in an' out of some millionaire's long, custom made limousine 

She may fool you with her smiles, but I can see 

That's just a poor hopeless hapless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me 

So you were down at Joe's on the night she broke her zipper 

And some lame brain drank champagne out of her slipper 

And she danced on the piano and she screamed hurray I'm free 

That's just her poor hopeless hapless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me 

Oh she'll do anything she can just to make me jealous 

Of course forgettin' me is gonna take her lots of years 

So I call her now and then just out of pitty; when she laughs at me 

That's just her way of bravely holding back her tears 

What's that you say she got married oh the poor little fool 

To some handsome movie star with a mansion and a swimming pool 

And she's looking good and she's got a kid or two or three 

That's just her poor hopeless hapless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me