Weird Chick Lyrics - Blues Traveler

Check her checking out the local eastside dojos 

Looking for somebody to call her own 

Watch her shake that thing between the solos 

For some drinks, some attention and possibly a home 

Not the big brass ring, but a little gold one 

That she keeps on a chain that she usually likes to wear 

One way or another she'll see to it 

When she's running her fingers all the way through your hair 

You know you're a weird chick 

It's time that you found out 

You know you're a weird chick 

What it's all about 

You know you're a weird chick 

It's time that you did learn 

You know you're a weird chick 

This one you're gonna earn 

You know you're a weird chick 

It's time that you found out 

You know you're a weird chick 

What it's all about 

You know you're a weird chick 

It's time that you did learn 

You know you're a weird chick 

This one you're gonna earn