Nitemare Hippy Girl Beck
She took me off my gu[Bb]ard with [A]disappointment[Bb] [A]
I got suc[Bb]ked inside of[A] her apart[Bb]ment[A]
She's got dried-up[Bb] flowers, fla[A]ky skin[Bb] [A]
A bea[Bb]ded necklac[A]e and a bottle of gin[Bb] [A] [C]
She's a nightm[G]are hippy girl[F] [C]
With her skinny fingers fondling[G]' my world[F] [C]
She's a whim[G]sical, tragical beauty[F] [C]
Self-con[G]scious and a littl[F]e bit moody[Am]
[C] [F] [Am]
It's a new [Bb]age letdown i[A]n my face[Bb] [A]
She's so spaced o[Bb]ut and th[A]ere ain't no space[Bb] [A]
She's got marijuan[Bb]a on the [A]bathroom tile[Bb] [A]
I'm caught[Bb] in a vor[A]tex, she's changing' my style[Bb] [A] [C]
She's a nightma[G]re hippy girl[F] [C]
With her skinny fingers fondling[G]' my world[F] [C]
She's a whimsi[G]cal, tragical beauty[F] [C]
Uptight [G]and a little bi[F]t snooty[Am]
[C]Oh, oh, oh, o[F]h, oh, oh[Am]
C G F C (repeated through verse)
She's a magical, sparkling' tease
She's a rainbow choking' the breeze
Yo, she's busting' out onto the scene
With nightmare bogus poetry
She's a melted avocado on the shelf
She's the science of herself
She's spazzing out on a cosmic level
And she's meditating with the devil
She's cooking salad for breakfast
She's got tofu the size of Texas
She's a witness to her own glory
She's a never-ending story
She's a frolicking depression
She's a self-inflicted obsession
She's got a thousand lonely husbands
She's playing' footsie in another dimension
She's a goddess milking her time
[F]For all that it's wor[Am]th
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