Crazy Miranda lives on propaganda she believes anything she reads it could be one side or the other the Free Press or Time Life covers she follows newsprint anywhere it leads but still she can't seem to read and nobody knows nobody knows what she needs... it could be gloves
All the pretty ladies textbooks tell her how to have the "next look" The Bible tells her stay as plain as you are she wants all the pretty boys beside her to write some pretty words to guide her to tell her that they love her body as well as her mind she wants some kind of sign -- a sign of gloves oh never mind -- she's not your kind.