Lyrics:
Josephine Is Not Your Kindshe Believes In Magic And Rhymesyou Tried Hard To Make Her Finebut She Sleeps With Aciddo Her Parents Know It's For Realwhen She Asks Them To Be Highi Don't Knowbut They Will Sure Be Aware Of Itshe Smokes Clouds Every Single Nightshould Be Glad That She's Alivein Her Head She Sees Butterflies With Pistolsjosephine Is Not Your Kindshe Believes In Ravers With Dimesyou Tried Hard To See Her Eyesbut They're Made For Othersshe Runs To The Club With Some Cashand Spends Them All On Pleasurein Her Head There's Some Old Drugtaking Care Of Hergets The Very Best Of A Manand Pays Him With A Laughdon't You Seeshe Is Not A Mystery