She can make the birds and bees
 Get down on their little knees
 She can whisper to the breeze
 And make her tear the bark off trees

 She can make a fog horn ring
 She can make the mountains swing
 She will make you clip your wing
 She will get your tears to sing

 She's just a small change girl
 But she's a world to me

 She can turn her flesh to steel
 But she can't get her scars to heal
 She can make you think she's real
 She can make a diamond peel

 She can get your bed to shrink
 She can get your ears to blink
 She can get you eyes to think
 And she can get a horse to drink

 She's just a small...