Something In the Water - Little Feat, Bob Seger

She don;t look like her mother

Nothing like her father

How else can you explain it must be something in the water

Pig tails, overalls, freckles on her face

Skinny as a toothpick turned side ways

Something happened to her when she turned sixteen

From a little Dixie Chicken to a Mississippi Queen

She spent her days a fishin with a bamboo cane

Every night skinny dippin in the Ponchatrain

IF you were living breatin, had two feet

You would be stalking that girl cause she looked so sweet

You could always find her when the night time fell

Drinkin of a bucket from an old stone well

Drinking from her hand

Dancing to the moon

She don’t look like her mother, nothing like her father

How else can you explain it must be something in the water

I never will forget that look in her eye

The night she took me down to the riverside

She wrapped herself around me like a honey suckle vine

An let me have a taste of wild cherry wine

You could always find her when the nighttime fell

Drinking of a bucket from an old stone well

Drinking from her hand

Singing to the moon

She dont look like her mother

Nothing like her father

Folks round here say it’s something in the water

Two straight months without any rain

I never ever saw that girl again

But I still got her picture

Burning in my head

Dancing in a downpour

Soaking wet

You could always find when the night time fell

Drinking of a buck of an old stone well

Drinking from her hand howling at the moon

She dont look like her mother nothing like her father

How else can you explain it must be something in the water

She dont look like her mother nothing like her father

Folks round here say it something in the water