by Rob Henderson

To the tune of "Alison" by Elvis Costello

Oh, it's so funny to be seein' you after so long, girl
You've been busy with the baby ducks and irises and oaks
But I heard you let that little god of lust
Lay down his green cloak

I'm not gonna get too sentimental
Like those other sticky Valentines
'Cause I don't know if you really love him
I only know that you aren't mine

Ana, I know I want to be with you
Oh Ana, my aim is true

Well, they say that he's your lover now
Did he dip his pretty fingers in your river and your lake?
Did you hold him all night in your arms?
I bet he took all he could take

Our children tell me that they want you to come back
And I hear every word that they say
Sometimes I think I ought to turn off the sun's light
'Cause I can't stand to see you this way


My aim is true