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'll wind up peeking through her keyhole down upon
your knees.

She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall.
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.

Transcribed by Stephen Sander
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