Peppers In Rome

She keeps her colored pencils in a cardboard box
in a swanky Eldorado ooo la la
she saved up all her book reports from grammar school
she was never cool but yeah she was cool

She wants to run across the sun
yeah she's the one who wants to run
she likes to be alone
seldom talks on the phone
she dreams of alibis
and eating peppers in Rome

She's waiting for a moment to catch a late night flight
she's got her notebooks packed to make her getaway just right
she's on a thoroughfare across the sky
she hasn't even planned it so don't ask why
no passport no ticket a twitch in her eye

She wants to fly across the sky
she don't know why
she has to fly
she likes to be alone
seldom talks on the phone
she dreams of alibis
and eating peppers in Rome

Candy cane candy lane
shoots and ladders on this big airplane

no passport no ticket a twitch in her eye

She wants to run across the sun
yeah she's the one who wants to run
she likes to be alone
seldom talks on the phone
she dreams of alibis
and eating peppers in Rome