She had my head on a plate
with her sweet and sour sauce,
she was riding in her car,
I was riding on my horse,
neck and neck along the road,
Well, I have nothing left to hide.
So, what a heck.
Firefly cars, women rushing past,
the road was long and the race was fast,
gradually I fell behind,
It was the blind leading the blind,
It was the blind leading the blind.
Over the hills, over the prairies,
down in the pampa, up in the tundra.
And in Paris in spring. And in old Pekin
and in Katmandu. And in Xanadu.
I'm bursting out of the ocean,
I'm bursting out of the ocean.
Oh, it was another gas station,
oh, it was another you... (BIS)
Baby, that's true, and that's true,
gimme this and gimme that,
I've got no need for your bipperty,
bipperty, bipperty.
Just my horse and me... (BIS)
And in Timbuktu (¿what?)
I'm busrting out of the ocean... (BIS)
Shoot out, burst out.
with her sweet and sour sauce,
she was riding in her car,
I was riding on my horse,
neck and neck along the road,
Well, I have nothing left to hide.
So, what a heck.
Firefly cars, women rushing past,
the road was long and the race was fast,
gradually I fell behind,
It was the blind leading the blind,
It was the blind leading the blind.
Over the hills, over the prairies,
down in the pampa, up in the tundra.
And in Paris in spring. And in old Pekin
and in Katmandu. And in Xanadu.
I'm bursting out of the ocean,
I'm bursting out of the ocean.
Oh, it was another gas station,
oh, it was another you... (BIS)
Baby, that's true, and that's true,
gimme this and gimme that,
I've got no need for your bipperty,
bipperty, bipperty.
Just my horse and me... (BIS)
And in Timbuktu (¿what?)
I'm busrting out of the ocean... (BIS)
Shoot out, burst out.