She can make the birds and bees Get down on their little knees She can whisper to the breeze And make her tear the bark off trees She can make a fog horn ring She can make the mountains swing She will make you clip your wing She will get your tears to sing She's just a small change girl But she's a world to me
She can turn her flesh to steel But she can't get her scars to heal She can make you think she's real She can make a diamond peel She can get your bed to shrink She can get your ears to blink She can get you eyes to think And she can get a horse to drink She's just a small...