She’s no mantle figurine
With a halo and a harp
She’s for real so it’s a real good thing
She shoots with rubber darts
She’s trying to free the tangled kite
From the branches in her brain
If she could she would
Purify the acid rain

She’s evolving
And problem solving
Her spirit revolving
Like a wind whirl

She’s such a strange girl
In such good ways
A strange girl
She's so strange
In such good ways

She doesn’t care about sparkling jewels
Got a twinkle in her eye
She keeps taking me to school
Where the rules change all the time
She’s disinclined to blindly trust
Medieval papal scribes
Dangerously curious, adventurous
The queen of her own tribe

She’s evolving
And problem solving
Her spirit revolving
Like a wind whirl

She’s such a strange girl…