A# A A# A
she took me off my guard with disappointment
A# A A# A
i got sucked inside of her apartment
A# A A# A
she’s got dried – up flowers , flaky skin
A# A A# A C
a beaded necklace and a bottle of gin
G F C
she’s a nightmare hippy girl
G F C
with her skinny fingers fondling’ my world
G F C
she’s a whimsical , tragical beauty
G F Am
self – conscious and a little bit moody
C F Am
A# A A# A
it’s a new age letdown in my face
A# A A# A
she’s so spaced out and there ain’t no space
A# A A# A
she’s got marijuana on the bathroom tile
A# A A# A C
i’m caught in a vortex , she’s changing’ my style
G F C
she’s a nightmare hippy girl
G F C
with her skinny fingers fondling’ my world
G F C
she’s a whimsical , tragical beauty
G F Am
uptight and a little bit snooty
C F Am
oh , oh , oh , oh , oh , oh
C G F C ( repeated through verse )
she’s a magical , sparkling’ tease
she’s a rainbow choking’ the breeze
yo , she’s busting’ out onto the scene
with nightmare bogus poetry
she’s a melted avocado on the shelf
she’s the science of herself
she’s spazzing out on a cosmic level
and she’s meditating with the devil
she’s cooking salad for breakfast
she’s got tofu the size of texas
she’s a witness to her own glory
she’s a never – ending story
she’s a frolicking depression
she’s a self – inflicted obsession
she’s got a thousand lonely husbands
she’s playing’ footsie in another dimension
she’s a goddess milking her time
F Am
for all that it’s worth
A# A A# A
she took me off my guard with disappointment
A# A A# A
i got sucked inside of her apartment
A# A A# A
she’s got dried – up flowers , flaky skin
A# A A# A C
a beaded necklace and a bottle of gin
G F C
she’s a nightmare hippy girl
G F C
with her skinny fingers fondling’ my world
G F C
she’s a whimsical , tragical beauty
G F Am
self – conscious and a little bit moody
C F Am
A# A A# A
it’s a new age letdown in my face
A# A A# A
she’s so spaced out and there ain’t no space
A# A A# A
she’s got marijuana on the bathroom tile
A# A A# A C
i’m caught in a vortex , she’s changing’ my style
G F C
she’s a nightmare hippy girl
G F C
with her skinny fingers fondling’ my world
G F C
she’s a whimsical , tragical beauty
G F Am
uptight and a little bit snooty
C F Am
oh , oh , oh , oh , oh , oh
C G F C ( repeated through verse )
she’s a magical , sparkling’ tease
she’s a rainbow choking’ the breeze
yo , she’s busting’ out onto the scene
with nightmare bogus poetry
she’s a melted avocado on the shelf
she’s the science of herself
she’s spazzing out on a cosmic level
and she’s meditating with the devil
she’s cooking salad for breakfast
she’s got tofu the size of texas
she’s a witness to her own glory
she’s a never – ending story
she’s a frolicking depression
she’s a self – inflicted obsession
she’s got a thousand lonely husbands
she’s playing’ footsie in another dimension
she’s a goddess milking her time
F Am
for all that it’s worth
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