Nitemare Hippy Girl - Beck

She took me off my guard with disappointment

I got sucked inside of her apartment

She’s got dried up flowers, flaky skin

A beaded necklace, a bottle of gin

She’s a nitemare hippy girl

With her skinny fingers fumbling my world

She’s a whimsical, tragical beauty

Self-conscious and a little bit fruity

It’s a new-age letdown in my face

She’s so spaced out and there ain’t no space

She’s got marijuana on the bathroom tile

I’m caught in a vortex, she’s changing my style

She’s a nitemare hippy girl

With her skinny fingers fumbling my world

She’s a whimsical, tragical beauty

Uptight and a little bit’snooty

She’s a magical, sparkling tease

She’s a rainbow choking the breeze

Yeah oh, she’s busting out onto the scene

With nitemare bogus poetry

She’s a melted avocado on the shelf

She’s the science of herself

She’s spazzing out on a cosmic level

And she’s meditating with the devil

She’s cooking salad for breakfast

She’s got tofu the size of Texas

She’s a witness to her own glory

She’s a neverending story

She’s a frolicking depression

She’s a self-inflicted obsession

She’s got a thousand lonely husbands

She’s playing footsie in another dimension

She’s a goddess milking her time

For all that it’s worth