Lyrics:

She aint as beautiful as me, but shes as beautiful as she can be She aint as cold as she want but she wants it to boil She aint as cold as she can be, dont you see It takes a fast mind to figure out, whats on this whole earth this is all about Let em ride for a while, let em wonder, oh Why it takes a faster, faster, faster mind to figure out how Shes got a bent belt by her side Shes got that donkey paralyzed Shes got a cold inner wind and a ware full of sins Shes got a garagedoor where youve got lies Shes got a lifeline by her side Shes got a woman paralyzed Shes got a much elder husband than gods son himself Shes got a bagage full of hope and knives Na! Get down! Shes selling basses down a backstreet stair Just down the alley where theres nothin but air And the birds took brake, round 1968 Shes selling basses in a backstreet stair She took me down when just couldnt get ahead She took my soul when I choosed laughter instead Let me ride for a while let me wonder, oh How it takes a faster, faster, faster mind to figure out how Shes got a bent belt