He got lucky one time
Hitting with the girl in room 509
She turned her back on him, facing the frame
Said, "Listen Joe, don't [bad word] here again."

White sun scattered all over the sea
He could think of nothing but her name, 'Elise'
God is the [bad word] down his back
The water soaked her blonde hair black

It's a perfect day Elise

He got burned by the sun
His face so pale and his hands so worn
Let himself in room 509
Said a prayer, pulled the trigger, and cried,
'It's a perfect day, Elise.'