She had never been the silent type
Didn't want to be a trophy wife
She had an ass like Cleopatra
Everybody started to point at her
It was her first time at the opera house
She must have caught someone's eye
No one knows what happened next
But they found her naked at a Texaco
She was put into a private board
The kind that mere mortals
She didn't understand the changes
But she felt the need to speak her mind
She foretold the fall of rock and roll
She predicted all the exit polls
She was ridiculed for each suggestion
No one realized they'd all come true
Now she knew where to speak it left
She bit her tongue until it bled
She never talks at all anymore
She never talks at all anymore
People begged her for a final word
Promised solemnly that she'd be heard
But life seemed cruel and pointless
She just wanted to be left alone
She was doomed to speak one final time
Before she gave up for a life in love
They laughed loudest when she predicted
A happy ending for herself
Now she lives with her dogs and me
In perfect silent harmony
She never talks at all anymore
She never talks at all anymore
