Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Trout Mask Replica

She's Too Much for My Mirror

She's too much for my mirror
She almost make me lose it
The way she abuse it make me never wanna use it
Well, mend yer heart and mind yer soul

Ole Chicago, she's, uh, woman that-a
Make, uh, young man, uh, bum
She howl like the wind make me heart grow cold
Make me long for that little red fum

She makes things fly and she makes things roll
She got me way over here and I'm hungry and cold
I remember m' mother told me I oughta be choosy
That was way back when I thought she was m' friend
Now I find out she's, uh, floosey

I remember the butterflies and the sweet smell uh corn
And the bubbling fish in that lil' pond
Ooh, Lousey, ooh, Lousey, how I long for you, how I long for you?
She's too much for my mirror
That little floosey oh how I fear her, ooh, Lousey

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Writer(s): Don Van Vliet
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