Well, she's got everything she needs
She's an artist and she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist and she don't look back
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black

You'll start out standing
And you're proud to steal her anything she sees
Well, you'll start out standing
And you're proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will wind up peeking through a keyhole
Down upon your knees

Oh, she never stumbles and she's got no place to fall
I tell ya, she never stumbles and she's got no place to fall
Hell, she's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all

Oh, bow down to her on Sunday
And salute her when her birthday comes
Oh, bow down to her on Sunday
And salute her when her birthday comes, look out
For Halloween, buy her a trumpet
And for Christmas, won't you buy her a big bass drum

She's got everything she needs
She's an artist and she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist and she don't look back
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black