You don't pass your time in limbo 
Or hang out with the crowd 
Sitting on the stoop like a little girl 
Who took the wrong road into town 
But you got that short cut way about you 
And no one's gonna stare you down 
You cook much better on a lower flame 
You burn much better when the sun goes down 
 
And heaven can wait 
But you ought to be a saint 
I got your very best intentions 
Helping me along 
And if I ever fail to mention 
You were an overnight sensation 
Well take it from me 
My baby's a saint 
My baby's a saint 
 
I believe you were a new arrival 
On the fast train passing through 
And you traded in your luck for survival 
To sweeten up the witch's brew 
You had a better way of working magic 
A little mystery in your eyes 
Instead of rolling over you remained the same 
You took the whole world by surprise