here she comes again
when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
she'll make you flip
here she comes again
when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
you kinda like the way she dips
she's my best friend's girl
she's my best friend's girl
and she used to be mine
you've got your nuclear boots
and your drip dry glove
and when you bite your lip
it's some reaction to love
i'm in touch with your world
so don't you try to hide it
i'm in touch with your world
and nobody's going to buy it
it's such a lovely way to go
i've been lying on your feathers
you keep talking about the weather
i'm a psilocybin pony
you're a flick fandango phoney
it's a sticky contradiction
it's a thing you call creation
everything is science fiction
and i ought to know
it's so easy to blow up your problems
it's so easy to play up your breakdown
it's so easy to fly through a window
it's so easy to fool with the sound
it's so tough to get up
it's so tough
it's so tough to live up
it's so tough on you
she tricks me into thinking
i can't believe my eyes
i wait for her forever
she never does arrive
it's all mixed up (x3)
she says to leave it to me
and everything will be alright
she says to leve it to me
and everything will be alright
she's always out making pictures
she's always out making scenes
she's always out the window
when it comes to making dreams