She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse   And she going where the lights are on   She shaking obscene like a fucking machine   And she´s gone, gone, gone   She cooking crack giving us heart attack   And she living in a kooky show   She open your mind for the millionth time   And then go, go, go      And she got everything she needs   She got pretty, pretty feet   And she got flowers in her hair   Yeah, yeah   She got savoir faire   Yeah, yeah      She shaking the scene outside in between   And she rocking to the loony tunes   And she make love and swallow a dove   In her room, room, room   She speeding away thru the city today   And she living in a kooky show   With showlife, lowlife watching her go   And then move, move, move      And she got everything she needs   (harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah)   And she got pretty pretty feet   (painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah)   And she got flowers in her hair   (daffodils from windowsills)   She got savoir faire   Yeah, yeah