You don't pass your time in limbo Or hang out with the crowd Sitting on the stoop like a little girl Who took the wrong road into town But you got that short cut way about you And no one's gonna stare you down You cook much better on a lower flame You burn much better when the sun goes down
And heaven can wait But you ought to be a saint I got your very best intentions Helping me along And if I ever fail to mention You were an overnight sensation Well take it from me My baby's a saint My baby's a saint
I believe you were a new arrival On the fast train passing through And you traded in your luck for survival To sweeten up the witch's brew You had a better way of working magic A little mystery in your eyes Instead of rolling over you remained the same You took the whole world by surprise
