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 take the dark out of the nighttime
Paint the daytime black
You start out standing
Proud to give her anything she sees
You start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
Wind up peeking through a keyhole
Down upon your
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
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
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
For Christmas, get her drums
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
Takes the dark out of the nighttime
That paints the daytime black
Takes the dark out of the nighttime
Paints the daytime black
Well, she takes the dark out of the nighttime
No, she paints the daytime black
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