She aint as beautiful as me, but shes as beautiful as she can be

She aint as cold as she want but she wants it to boil

She aint as cold as she can be, dont you see

It takes a fast mind to figure out, whats 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



Shes got a bent belt by her side

Shes got that donkey paralyzed

Shes got a cold inner wind and a ware full of sins

Shes got a garagedoor where youve got lies

Shes got a lifeline by her side

Shes got a woman paralyzed

Shes got a much elder husband than gods son himself

Shes got a bagage full of hope and knives

Na! Get down!



Shes selling basses down a backstreet stair

Just down the alley where theres nothin but air

And the birds took brake, round 1968

Shes selling basses in a backstreet stair

She took me down when just couldnt 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



Shes got a bent belt