Lyrics: 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 and her head has no room 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 weird, is she white is she promised to the night and her head has no room and her head has no room and her head has no room
and her head has no room
no more of this girl crying I'm here, your big man you're mine
is she weird, (ah-uh) is she white is she promised to the night and her head has no room and her head has no room and her head has no room and her head has no room and her head has no room