Oh Angelina, Angelina was a friend of mine

She used to listen to my chords and ripple: "Heaven seems fine"

Oh, Angelina, they said you are just a bag which matches shoes

But you are the one who listens to my claming blues

Oh, Angelina, she was always by my side,

She can take mountains they would call too wide

Not too wide for Angelina cause she doesn't criticize my acts

No, not my Angelina, she'll never analyze the facts

Oh, Angelina, she keeps my most secret colors,

But she won't give anyone my zero dot fifty dollars

And if I need something, I can count on Angelina's mind

Cause inside her there is always what I wanna find

Oh, Angelina, she carries things behind my back

And she doesn't claim my harmonicas are out of whack.

Oh Angelina, Angelina was a friend of mine

She used to listen to my chords and ripple: "Heaven seems fine"

Oh, Angelina, they said you are just a bag which matches shoes

But you are the one who listens to my claming blues