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 turns dark out of nighttime
Paints the daytime black

You will see her out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
You will see her out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will end up peeping through some keyhole
On your knees

She will never stumble
She's got no place to fall
She will never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child
The Law can't touch her at all

She's got an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She's got 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
On Halloween give her something sensible
And for Christmas, give it a drum

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 turns dark out of nighttime
Paints the daytime black.
