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Well she don't have her momma's hips yetSo she stole her momma's lipstickAnd she knew that I was comingAnd I think that I know whyShe goes by FionaShe 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 newJust another day to miss the things we used to doSo just lay me down somewhere like you doI've seen the future and the future's nothing newSteer the bitch back, paint the craneWinter's coming back againHide the bourbon, clean the stoveStack the wood in rows belowSunday's coming, heat the platesThe farmer's daughter lays in waitJeans cut off above her kneesLying there she waits for me She goes by Fiona Songtexteshe seeks bad luck in omensWhen 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 newJust another day to miss the things we used to doSo just lay me down somewhere like you doI've seen the future and the future's nothing newWell everybody's pushing paperLearning how to loose a buck And all the crystal balls in PortlandGonna tell you how it's toughYou need a little bit of lovingJust trying to get the good rush But if you really saw it coming would it matter all that much, sayingI've seen the future and the future's nothing newJust another day to miss the things we used to doSo just lay me down somewhere like you doI've seen the future and the future's nothing newWell she don't have her momma's hips yetSo she stole her momma's lipstickAnd she knew that I was comingAnd I think that I know why Aus Songtexte Mania