Little Women

Here she comes
Various rings on her thumbs
Approaching with a "come hither" stare
A season of suns in her hair

And that's how she comes
Little women got little thumbs
Little women got little plans
Little women got little stars beatin' in their hands

Watch her go
Follow her up every stair
She'll take you up to Heaven's air
Just to show you your God isn't there

Steady as she goes
Little women got little toes
Little women got little hands
If the feelin' that you feel is love
Baby, I'm your man

Race her to the runnin' water
Grab her by her crazy tail
As tight as you can

Watch her start
She tells ya she just wants to talk
Your fear becomes your every breath
She says to just listen to yourself

And that's how she starts
Little women got little hearts
Little women got little plans
Little women got little arts you don't understand
Little women got cars
Little women got little planes
Little women got little bombs
Blowin' up your brains

A woah-oh-oh-oh...