Текст песни Record Store Chic - The Punctuation

She's music, sweet, sweet music...

She's the baddest chick you've ever seen
She vibrates through space like a slick machine
From the gutter to the limousine
She can set the stage for every scene

So what? we get a little bit crazy
So what? we get a little bit loud
She don't like to drive Miss Daisy
She don't like to follow the crowd
I met her at the record store
Got what I wanted but I needed more
Not like the ones that you seen before, I can't ignore

She's so fly (Music, music)
She gets me so high (Music, music)
She's so fly, so fly (Music, music)
She gets me so, oh she gets me so high (Music, music)

One week leather and the next week lace
She can keep you on a constant chase
Her reality just can't be traced
She's painting time sublime with style and grace

So what? we get a little bit crazy
So what? we get a little bit loud
She don't like to drive Miss Daisy
She don't like to follow the crowd
I met her at the record store
Got what I wanted but I needed more
Not like the ones that you seen before, I can't ignore

She's so fly (Music, music)
She gets me so high, so high (Music, music)
She's so fly, so fly (Music, music)
She gets me so, oh she gets me so high (Music, music)

So what? we get a little bit crazy
So what? we get a little bit loud
She don't like to drive Miss Daisy
She don't like to follow the crowd
I met her at the record store
Got what I wanted but I needed more
Not like the ones that you seen before, I can't ignore

She's so fly (Music, music)
She gets me so high, so high (Music, music)
She's so fly, so fly (Music, music)
She gets me so, oh she gets me so high (Music, music)

Ow!