Blues Traveler
Blues Traveler - Weird Chick lyrics
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Check her checking out the local eastside dojos Looking for somebody to call her own Watch her shake that thing between the solos For some drinks, some attention and possibly a home Not the big brass ring, but a little gold one That she keeps on a chain that she usually likes to wear One way or another she'll see to it When she's running her fingers all the way through your hair You know you're a weird chick It's time that you found out You know you're a weird chick What it's all about You know you're a weird chick It's time that you did learn You know you're a weird chick This one you're gonna earn You know you're a weird chick It's time that you found out You know you're a weird chick What it's all about You know you're a weird chick It's time that you did learn You know you're a weird chick This one you're gonna earn