Teksty: Millencolin. Melancholy Collection. A Bit of Muslin.

I see her eating maggots
And I think it's cool
I watch her as she throws up

She's a bit of muslin
A vitriolic nasty girl
Mysterious in every way
Moving like a swirl, yeah

Fly guys surround her
Hoping she will be their girl
But this sphinx is a notion
Well, no man will ever get to her

I want her to recall the stuff
That she might have missed
I need her, yes, I need her
To be my stash

She's a bit of muslin
A vitriolic nasty girl
Mysterious in every way
Moving like a swirl

Fly guys surround her
Hoping she will be their girl
But this sphinx is a notion
Well, no man will ever get to her

She's a bit of muslin
A vitriolic nasty girl
Mysterious in every way
Moving like a swirl, yeah

Fly guys surround her
Hoping she will be their girl
But this sphinx is a notion
Well, no man will ever get to her