Staring at the mirror on   the steamy bathroom wall   eating a Noddemix   As the people are running   the highrise starts to fall   While she neatly wipes her lips       The reporters pick up   their pads and pens   As they rush to the scene   And the cameras wink on the gory views   How the Editors agree       Putting on her makeup   she glances at the clock   Next she'll paint her nails   The train has collided   the driver didn't stop   As she slips onto the scales       Looking for her car keys   she finds them in her shoe   Lift the magazine from the floor   That long-ago mystery   has revealed another clue   As she quickly shuts the door       Yeah, man, they just pulled over now,   And it looks like it's gonna be an all-night job tonight, you know.   If you could send a few cars, it would sure help a lot.   And I should sip wine in front of the TV tonight   Because there's a program I wish you to see.   I'll start making a few inquiries already.   Ok, that's all for now