Real Live Dress Lyrics - Smog

She was wearing 

A real live dress 

Waiting for a friend of mine 

She was wearing 

A real live dress 

Waiting for a friend to undermime 

This dress was better than flesh 

She wore it when she wanted us to look our best 

She hadn't worn it for a long time 

But now we are three 

One scattered 

Two fallow 

Three that's me 

I mean who really gives a fuck 

About that dress 

Not me 

Or my then friend 

Or the mess 

That enlivened the dress 

There's no subsitute for human flesh