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She's not good at painting, she's not good at artShe wants to be a beatnik but she don't know where to startYeah she's so pathetic that she melts my little heart into gooShe's not good at singing, she can't hold a tuneWhen she reads her poetry she clears out the roomShe wants to be tragic but there's only one thing she can doShe's a successful vegetarianShe's a successful vegetarianShe's a salad, all mixed upShe's got conscience up the buttShe's a successful vegetarianAnd I love herShe doesn't like chicken, she doesn't like fishShe doesn't want no red meat to bleed on her dishBut she rubs my lantern and I make her wishes come trueShe talks to the bushes, she talks to the treesShe talks to the insects, she's down on her kneesThe girl's way crazy but she's not crazy for beef stewShe's a successful vegetarianShe's a successful vegetarianMeaty sausage makes her crySo she's thinking that she's biShe's a temporary lesbianSongtexteAnd I love herIt seems worth a taste, it seems worth a tryIt seems like you've always got a date when you're BiBut she's kind of nervous `cause it's not what her Catholic school taughtShe wants to be hip, she wants to make the sceneShe read all about it in her Cosmo magazineIt smells kind of funky but it doesn't taste as bad as she thoughtShe's a temporary lesbianShe's a temporary lesbianShe's so trendy, what can she say?Just don't ever call her gayShe's a temporary lesbianAnd I love her Aus Songtexte Mania