Lyrics
I look at the moonAnd I see youYou're whirling around my worldBefore my eyesLike a satellite
I look at the earthBeneath my feetAnd though I'm not moving muchI don't need that crutchYou'd better hold on tight
I'm making a statement hereBetter listen up before I shut my mouthCould it be more clear?Or could it be that it's all going South?
I'm coming apartOr so it would seemI've run out of gasolineAnd my trampoline's Got a hole in it
You said you'd be straightYou said you were cleanBut babe you are nothing lessThan a perfect messLet me roll in it
You say you're as pure as the driven snowBut I want to know who's driving you and whereI know that you've got to goBut can't it be me that takes you there?
Whistling/Kazoo Solo (verse)
Bridge: I can almost taste it You really don't want to waste it
I look at you nowAnd I see starsOr is that a weather balloonRight next to the moonTonight?
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