She`s got tights on her legs
She`s got a floppy French hat
Voodoo in her eyes
An endangered species on her back
She talks about the movies
She likes to talk about art
She can show you a good time
But you`ll never touch her heart
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Mama why do I always fall for the crazy ones
Mama why do they lay so heavy on my heart
Well I`m drawn to the devil every time we kiss
Mama why do the crazy ones leave me feeling like this
She`s got backstage access
And she`s a dancin` in the aisles
She looks a little sad and crooked
When you see her smile
She`s got the magic heart
She says you cannot understand
She`s got a secret hurt
She ain`t gonna share with no man
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She`s got her mind on her business
She never wants to be broke
Well, I hate to see her suffer
But she just does not get the joke
I can`t afford her style of living
I can`t afford to get so mad
Every time I think about her
It just makes me sad
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