She ain’t as beautiful as me but she’s as beautiful as she can be She ain’t as cold as she want but she wants it to boil She ain’t as cold as she can be don’t you see It takes a fast mind to figure out what’s on this whole earth this is all about Let them ride for a while, let them wonder why It takes a faster, faster, faster mind to figure out how She’s selling basses down a backstreet stair, just down the alley where there’s nothing but air And the birds took brake round 1968, she’s selling basses in a backstreet stair She took me down when just couldn’t get ahead, she took my soul when I choosed laughter instead Let me ride for a while, let me wonder how It takes a faster, faster, faster mind to figure out how She’s got a bent belt by her side, she’s got that donkey paralyzed She’s got a cold inner wind and a ware full of sins She’s got a garagedoor where you’ve got lies She’s got a lifeline by her side, she’s got a woman paralyzed She’s got a much elder husband than god’s son himself She’s got a bagage full of hope and knives