Well she don't have her momma's hips yet 
So she stole her momma's lipstick 
And she knew that I [bad word] 
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 
 [bad word] 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 [bad word] back, paint the crane 
 [bad word] back again 
Hide the bourbon, clean the stove 
Stack the wood in rows below 

 [bad word]  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 
 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
But if you really saw [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 
And I think that I know why