| She’s playing the news on her piano | 
| Somewhat drunken fingers moving a little slow | 
| Don’t call her on it, she’ll just cry a bit | 
| Said she liked it with your hand on her shoulder | 
| Said it made her friends seem a little colder | 
| She likes to think that you’re all she’s got | 
| All she’s got | 
| She’s got church hymns on her lips | 
| Small hands play me Fur Elise | 
| Apologizes when she slips | 
| She’s just damned cute when she drinks | 
| Swears I’m her best friend in the world | 
| Wants to know if I like this kind of girl | 
| Wants me to at least stay the night | 
| You know I’ve got things to attend to | 
| Places to see and people to use | 
| But I guess I ought to stay if I’m all she’s got | 
| All she’s got | 
| She’s got church hymns on her lips | 
| Small hands play me Fur Elise | 
| Apologizes when she slips | 
| She’s just damned cute when she drinks | 
| She told me that she liked my songs | 
| And that she wanted the world to sing along | 
| She prayed maybe I wouldn’t leave | 
| Wish I could change my mind, wish this all could be | 
| She’s got church hymns on her lips | 
| Small hands play me Fur Elise | 
| Apologizes when she slips | 
| She’s just damned cute when she drinks | 
| She’s got church hymns on her lips | 
| Small hands play me Fur Elise | 
| Apologizes when she slips | 
| She’s just damned cute when she drinks |