Where's Her Mind

Money
She says can turn a wrong to right
But it’s butane
For nothing but her overdrive
Houston, where’s her mind?
She’s gone too far this time
In the morning
She calls in doctors who can raise her rack
In the nighttime
Houston, where’s her mind?
She’s gone too far this time
Baby, you know what?
Why don’t you
Paint your nails and plant your palm trees?
She’s dangling
Her feather boa like a dirty rag
And I’d kick her out if I could
But then I’d have to ask her back
Houston, where’s her mind?
She’s gone too far this time