SHE WALKS WITH A BELL-CLOCK ROUND HER NECK
SO THE HIPPIES THINK SHE'S IN WITH TIME
TIME...
HER HAIR GLISTENS LIKE ROBINS ON A DECK
BRANCHES ATACK ME FROM HER NECK
SHE'S SO FINE
SHE'S SO VERY VERY FINE
THE SUN FROM A CLOUD SINKS INTO HER EYES
THE RAIN FROM A TREE SOKES INTO HER MIND
MIND...
MORNING SIGN SOUNDS JUST LIKE A LOCK
ALL THESE SIGNS ARE ALWAYS A STOCK
SHE'S SO FINE
SHE'S SO VERY VERY FINE
WHEN I VEER I GET SO NEAR
BUT SO FAR FAR FAR AWAY
LISTEN TO ME TODAY
WE UNITED JUST BESIDE A LEAF
THE GROUND WAS HARD UNDERNEATH HER HER
AHHHAHHH
SHE'S SO FINE
AHHHAHHH
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