Lyrics The Gadjits

The Gadjits

Beautiful Girl

She knew about politics

And she knew about math

She was more than he deserved

And now she's trash

She could discuss philosophy

Or Russian literature

That is until the day he got a hold of her

That is until the day he got a hold of her, oh yeah!

That is until the day he got a hold of her, oh yeah!

He drove into her brain

That she could never be smart again

It was 98 pounds or die

He said that "I need you beautiful for me."

He said that "I need you beautiful for me."

Beautiful girl

The day her parents cried

The day their daughter died

She said "Mom and Dad just do not understand."

She's using those number systems

From reading Blaise Pascal

She's making babies for now

She's making healthy white babies for now

He drove into her brain

That she could never be smart again

It was 98 pounds or die

He said that "I need you beautiful for me."

He said that "I need you beautiful for me."

Beautiful girl

She studied philosophy

It really is unfair

He runs his father's business

She folds his underwear

She's using those number systems

From reading Blaise Pascal

She's making babies for now

She's making healthy white babies for now

He drove into her brain

That she could never be smart again

It was 98 pounds or die

He said that "I need you beautiful for me."