She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
Everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
Dark out of the nighttime
And she paints the daytime black
She never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She never stumbles
'Cause she's got no place to fall
The Law can't touch her
She's nobody's child
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
Hypnotist collector
You are a worn 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 buy her a trumpet
For Christmas buy her a drum