She's always talkin' bout the dark side.
Her lips are scary when painted black.
She's got cinnamon buns on the sides of her head,
And I swear that you heard about that.
She's always talkin' bout it.
She's always talkin' to me.
She's always talkin', talkin', yeah
She's always talkin' to me, yeah yeah.
She's got mind over matter.
She's got big bright stars in her eyes.
She's so keen if you know what I mean,
And I swear she's the love of my life.
She's always talkin' bout it.
She's always talkin' to me.
She's always talkin', talkin'.
She's always talkin' to me.
(repeat)