Song for Tura Satana

[Verse 1: John Darnielle] Doll Squad's at the drive-in It's 1973 And the fruit is full and fat this year on the orange trees Which grow in clusters The city's 60 miles away As the sunset tries desperately To break through the gray [Chorus] And the stardust Came down Royal blue As the San Bernardino sky Showered over you [Verse 2] Coming home early Is always a mistake But when see that woman on the sofa Something in you breaks You got a celluloid tendency to flare out and blaze And the report sounds once like a failed hymn of praise [Chorus]