my girl wears a flower in her hair
her cookies make the [bad word] world disappear
the way she moves gives me the cicadelic illusion
she's hot hot hot butterfly
YOU GOTTA MOVE BABY
YOU GOTTA MOVE TO THE GROOVE NOW
mother nature takes care of her child
we're the children of freedom you can join us anytime
take my hand babe and let your [bad word] wild
she's hot hot hot butterfly
YOU GOTTA MOVE BABY
YOU GOTTA MOVE TO THE GROOVE NOW
I was walkin' on my bended knees
I was [bad word] 'n' seein' things
Like the [bad word] with the rising sun
She brought me the avalance of love