Annie has them tombstone teeth
And a stare so warm it could melt the snow
Skin as dark as the river bed
Hair pulled back tight like a violin bow

She loves the sound of rain
'Cause she says it makes her feel just like a child
She goes out walking in her sleep
Every night the wind starts blowing wild

Then round and round my bed it goes
She’s dancing with the tornado again

She digs the rhythm
She digs the feel of all that debris frying round
Spinning in a nightmare slumber
Till she falls back down to the ground

I bought her twine and a knitting needle
I bought her soft white
But none of that made any difference
Well, really how can it compare

Then you want to hear that sound
When my bed is spinning round
You wanna hear that sound
When my bed is spinning round and round
She hits the ground

When though by night she may seem peculiar
When you would not know it by the day
She keeps to herself at the town meetings
With never a bad word to say
So when last month she gave me a totem

When it took me by surprise
There must be something in the water
'Cause she got that same strange look in her eyes

Now round and round my bed it goes
Where she’s going we all know
She’s dancing with the tornado again

Then you wanna hear that sound
As my bed is spinning round
You wanna hear that sound
As my bed is spinning round and round

She hits the ground
She hits the ground
She hits the ground
She hits the ground