Sweet Diane
{Chorus One}
Oh, sweet Diane - My darling supporter
Oh, sweet Diane - The charming reporter
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She sold her pitch, she said “I Truly Can”
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She lays in a ditch, she says she lives in the sand
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly over the border?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you become a reporter?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you throw a fit when I tugged your hand?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you tell me to sit when you told me your plan?
Oh, sweet Diane!
{Verse One}
Why’d you leave me here? Was it to sing the blues?
Why’d you leave me here? Was it to think of you?
Well, now I’m bruised
Bruised because it was you I was scared to loose
Hell, it was you I lost
It was you who took off
(On a plane!)
It was you who had to impress your boss
(All for fame!)
And I know I’m not being clear
I’m not being fair
Diane, I had a fear
A fear that your article was going to be a particle of your last affair
{Chorus Two}
Oh, sweet Diane - My darling supporter
Oh, sweet Diane - The charming reporter
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She sold her pitch, she said “I Truly Can”
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She lays in a ditch, she says she lives in the sand
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly over the border?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you become a reporter?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you throw a fit when I tugged your hand?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you tell me to sit when you told me your plan?
Oh, sweet Diane!
{Verse Two}
Why’d you leave me here? Was it to sing the blues?
Why’d you leave me here? Was it to think of you?
Well, now I’m confused
Confused on why it was you God had to choose
Hell, it was you I lost
It was you who left the loft
(Work to blame!)
It was you who chose that line to cross
(A famous name!)
And I know I’m not being clear
I’m not being fair
Diane, I had a fear
A fear that your article was going to be a particle of my despair
{Chorus Three}
Oh, sweet Diane - My darling supporter
Oh, sweet Diane - The charming reporter
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She sold her pitch, she said “I Truly Can”
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She lays in a ditch, she says she lives in the sand
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly over the border?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you become a reporter?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you throw a fit when I tugged your hand?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you tell me to sit when you told me your plan?
Oh, sweet Diane!
{Verse Three}
Why’d you leave me here? Was it to sing the blues?
Why’d you leave me here? Was it to think of you?
Well, now I’ve accused
Accused you for being you, and blowing my fuse
Hell, it was you I lost
It was you who wrote from a croft
(Letter of pain!)
It was you who chose me to toss
(Tears like rain!)
And I know I’m not being clear
I’m not being fair
Diane, I had a fear
A fear that your article was going to be a particle of something we could not repair
{Chorus Four}
Oh, sweet Diane - My darling supporter
Oh, sweet Diane - The charming reporter
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She sold her pitch, she said “I Truly Can”
Oh, sweet Diane - She flew to Iran
She lays in a ditch, she says she lives in the sand
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly over the border?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you become a reporter?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you throw a fit when I tugged your hand?
Oh, sweet Diane - Why’d you fly to Iran?
Why’d you tell me to sit when you told me your plan?
Oh, sweet Diane!