Well she don't have her momma's hips yet   So she stole her momma's lipstick   And she knew that I was coming   And I think that I know why      She goes by Fiona   She seeks bad luck in omens   When she's free and when she's lonely   She comes beatin' at my door, singing:      I've seen the future and the future's nothing new   Just another day to miss the things we used to do   So just lay me down somewhere like you do   I've seen the future and the future's nothing new      Steer the bitch back, paint the crane   Winter's coming back again   Hide the bourbon, clean the stove   Stack the wood in rows below      Sunday's coming, heat the plates   The farmer's daughter lays in wait   Jeans cut off above her knees   Lying there she waits for me      She goes by Fiona   She seeks bad luck in omens   When she's free and when she's lonely   She comes beating at my door, singing:      I've seen the future and the future's nothing new   Just another day to miss the things we used to do   So just lay me down somewhere like you do   I've seen the future and the future's nothing new      Well everybody's pushing paper   Learning how to loose a buck   And all the crystal balls in Portland   Gonna tell you how it's tough   You need a little bit of loving   Just trying to get the good rush   But if you really saw it coming   Would it matter all that much, saying      I've seen the future and the future's nothing new   Just another day to miss the things we used to do   So just lay me down somewhere like you do   I've seen the future and the future's nothing new      Well she don't have her momma's hips yet   So she stole her momma's lipstick   And she knew that I was coming   And I think that I know why