I walk beside you laughing, and I'm high:
Don't try to touch me with words.
When I tell you I dream, it might seem like silence,
But so much can be heard.
I think of things that loving you brings,
Maybe my thing is her.

Today is made up of yesterday and tomorrow;
Young Girl Sunday Blues, and all her sorrow;
 [bad word] into my mind.
Let yourself wander free and easy. [bad word] into my life, Sunday blues girl,
Young and new girl.
You're the only [bad word] girl here
Can please me.
I said, please me, yeah!
Please me!
Please me!
Please me!