That Path

Alice always wanted you. She wanted what you have.
If she was a tree, she would be bursting with fruit.
The hornets and the bees
would lick and suck the juice.
Cause she wanted what you have.
But you never went down that path
not even for a laugh.
No, you never went down that path.

If she were a river,
she would flood her banks.
And you, in your little boat,
you’d never get any thanks.
Cause she wanted what you have.
But you never went down that path,
not even for a laugh.
No, you never went down that path.

If Alice were money,
you’d never lack for cash.
She with all her mammon,
you never saw someone so fast.
Cause she wanted what you have.
But you never went down that path,
not even for a laugh.
No, you never went down that path,
no, you never went down that path.