LYRIC

She ain' t as beautiful as me, but she' s as beautiful as she can be
She ain' t as cold as she want but she wants it to boil
She ain' t as cold as she can be, don' t you see
It takes a fast mind to figure out, what' s on this whole earth this is all about
Let ' em ride for a while, let ' em wonder, oh
Why it takes a faster, faster, faster mind to figure out how

She' s got a bent belt by her side
She' s got that donkey paralyzed
She' s got a cold inner wind and a ware full of sins
She' s got a garagedoor where you' ve got lies
She' s got a lifeline by her side
She' s got a woman paralyzed
She' s got a much elder husband than god' s son himself
She' s got a bagage full of hope and knives
Na! Get down!

She' s selling basses down a " backstreet stair"
Just down the alley where there' s nothin' but air
And the birds took brake, ' round 1968
She' s selling basses in a " backstreet stair"
She took me down when just couldn' t get ahead
She took my soul when I choosed laughter instead
Let me ride for a while let me wonder, oh
How it takes a faster, faster, faster mind to figure out how

She' s got a bent belt by her side
She' s got that donkey paralyzed
She' s got a cold inner wind and a ware full of sins
She' s got a garagedoor where you' ve got lies
She' s got a lifeline by her side
She' s got a woman paralyzed
She' s got a much elder husband than god' s son himself
She' s got a bagage full of hope and knives

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