She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black
You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will wind up peeking through a key hole, down upon your bended knees
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's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique
Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes
For Halloween but her a trumpet, and for Christmas, buy her drums
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, you know she paints the daytime black
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