Well, she's got everything she needs She's an artist and she don't look back She's got everything she needs She's an artist and she don't look back She can take the dark out of the nighttime And paint the daytime black
You'll start out standing And you're proud to steal her anything she sees Well, you'll start out standing And you're proud to steal her anything she sees But you will wind up peeking through a keyhole Down upon your knees
Oh, she never stumbles and she's got no place to fall I tell ya, she never stumbles and she's got no place to fall Hell, she's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all
Oh, bow down to her on Sunday And salute her when her birthday comes Oh, bow down to her on Sunday And salute her when her birthday comes, look out For Halloween, buy her a trumpet And for Christmas, won't you buy her a big bass drum
She's got everything she needs She's an artist and she don't look back She's got everything she needs She's an artist and she don't look back She can take the dark out of the nighttime And paint the daytime black