Is She Weird

Pixies

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    I know you're rich in
    Good clothes and little things
    Your mind is fancy
    (And your car is bitchin')

    Is she weird
    Is she weird, is she white
    Is she promised to the night
    And her head has no room
    And her head has no room

    Your heart is ripshit
    Your mouth is everywhere
    I'm lyin' in it

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    Is she weird
    Is she over me
    Like the stars and the sun
    Like the stars and the sun
    Is she weird
    Is she weird, is she white
    Is she promised to the night
    And her head has no room!

    No more of this girl cryin'
    I'm here, your big man
    You're mine

    Is she weird, is she white
    Is she promised to the night
    And her head has no room

    Song details

    Composition: Frank Black (Us)

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