Well she don't have her momma's hips yet So she stole her momma's lipstick And she knew that I was coming And I think that I know why
She goes by Fiona She seeks bad luck in omens When she's free and when she's lonely She comes beatin' at my door, singing:
I've seen the future and the future's nothing new Just another day to miss the things we used to do So just lay me down somewhere like you do I've seen the future and the future's nothing new
Steer the bitch back, paint the crane Winter's coming back again Hide the bourbon, clean the stove Stack the wood in rows below
Sunday's coming, heat the plates The farmer's daughter lays in wait Jeans cut off above her knees Lying there she waits for me
She goes by Fiona She seeks bad luck in omens When she's free and when she's lonely She comes beating at my door, singing:
I've seen the future and the future's nothing new Just another day to miss the things we used to do So just lay me down somewhere like you do I've seen the future and the future's nothing new
Well everybody's pushing paper Learning how to loose a buck And all the crystal balls in Portland Gonna tell you how it's tough You need a little bit of loving Just trying to get the good rush But if you really saw it coming Would it matter all that much, saying
I've seen the future and the future's nothing new Just another day to miss the things we used to do So just lay me down somewhere like you do I've seen the future and the future's nothing new
Well she don't have her momma's hips yet So she stole her momma's lipstick And she knew that I was coming And I think that I know why