Lyrics:

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 you come here again.'



White sun scattered all over the sea

He could think of nothing but her name, 'Elise'

God is the sweat running 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.'