Pixies Is She Weird ( Live at BBC) HQ

I know you re rich in Good clothes and little things Your mind is fancy (And your car is bitchin ) Is she weird Is she weird, is she white Is she promised to the night And her head has no room Is she weird, is she white Is she promised to the night And her head has no room Is she weird, is she white Is she promised to the night And her head has no room And her head has no room Your heart is ripshit Your mouth is everywhere I m lyin in it Is she weird, is she over me Like the stars and the sun Like the stars and the sun Is she weird, is she white Is she promised to the night And her head has no room Is she weird, is she white Is she promised to the night And her head has no room Is she weird, is she white Is she promised to the night And her head has no room And her head has no room No more of this, girl, cryin I m here, your big man You