She’s Too Much For My Mirror – Captain Beefheart – letras

She’s too much for my mirrorShe almost make me lose itThe way she abused it make me never wanna use itWell mend yer heart ‘n mind yer soulOle Chicago she’s uh woman thataMake uh young man uh bumShe howls like the windMake m’ heart grow coldMake me long for that little red fum!She make things fly ‘n she makes things rollShe got me way over here ‘n I’m hungry ‘n coldI remember m’ mother told me I oughta be chooseyThat was way back when I thought she ma m’ friendNow I find out she’s uh flooseyI remember the butterflies ‘n the sweet smell uh’ corn’n the bubblin’ fish in that lil’ pondOooh! Lousey!How I long for you she’s too much for my mirrorThat little floosey oh how I fear herOooh! Lousey