Lyrics

ANNABELLE
By John Hollingsworth with additional lyrics by Terry Talbot

Sweet little Annabelle strange little girl
Wore her hair in pins and curls
Sweet little Annabelle strange little girl
Lived her life in a parallel world

Dressed for the summer on a winter's day
You couldn't tell just what she'd say
Sweet little Annabelle, it’s easy to slip
Lived her life on the Sunset Strip (street in Hollywood)

Strange little girl
Strange little girl
Strange little girl
Strange little girl was she

Eyes wide open, deep and dark
Down inside a raging spark
Strange little girl at the Chateau Marmont (hotel in Hollywood for movie stars)
Danced at the Whiskey (nightclub in Hollywood) until her strength was gone

Blackened lips and fingertips
Trying to make up for all she’s missed
Standing on Hollywood and Vine (famous streets in Hollywood)
See her hitch a ride, she’ll never be mine

Strange little girl
Strange little girl
Strange little girl
Strange little girl was she

The fog on the beach is beginning to lift
An everyday world on the Sunset Strip (street in Hollywood)
Gone are the blackened lips and curls
The sun comes up on a strange little girl

Strange little girl
Strange little girl
Strange little girl
Strange little girl was she

ANNABELL © 2015 John Hollingsworth