Dum… dum… doo-wah… Shoo-bop… shoo-bop… Red scarf… I saw her by the corner store When the evening turned cold Her red scarf snapped behind her Like a ribbon made of gold Church bells rang at seven Rain was shining on the street She stepped beneath the lamp-post And the world forgot to breathe Girl in the red scarf Won’t you turn around? Every time I see you My heart starts pounding loud Doo-wah, doo-wah Red scarf flying Next day by the bus stop I rehearsed my little line Miss, I think I’ve seen you Passing here from time to time But she came around the corner With that red scarf at her chin I held one hand up halfway Then I dropped it down again Ohhh, if I called your name beneath that corner light Would you keep on walking Or stay with me tonight? Please stay, just a little while Turn around, girl, let me see that smile i see you steady panicking reacting like a mannequin a statuesque companion while your sanity is vanishing wrapped inside this ruby red i navigate the astral plane a visionary traveler avoiding all the passing rain you calculate the syllables swallowing your sentences stumbling on the cobblestones and offering repentances my fabric is a magic cape catching every sudden breeze you are battling anxiety and rattling your nervous knees i paddle through the cosmic waves surfing on a velvet cloud while you just keep rehearsing all your poetry inside the crowd so step into my gravity abandon your timidity and maybe we can break away from all of this rigidity There she goes… Dum-dum… doo-wah… Maybe tomorrow I’ll finally say hello Shoo-bop… shoo-bop… The girl in the red scarf
