| She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back | |
| She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back | |
| She can take the dark out of the nighttime and paint the daytime black | |
| You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees | |
| You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees | |
| But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole, down upon your knees | |
| She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall | |
| No, she never stumbles, she's got no place to fall | |
| She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all | |
| She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks | |
| She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks | |
| She's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique | |
| Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes | |
| Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes | |
| For Halloween, give her a trumpet and for Christmas, buy her a drum |