She took me off my guard,with disappointment.I got sucked in sideof her apartment.She’s got dried up flowers,and flaky skin,a beaded necklace,and a bottle of gin. She’s a nightmare hippy girl,with her skinny fingers fondling my world.She’s a whimsical, tragical beauty,self-conscious and a little bit…groovy. It’s new-aged let down,in my face.She’s so spaced out,that there ain’t no space.She got marijuanaon the bathroom tile.I’m caught in a vortex,she’s changing my style. She’s a nightmare hippy girl,with her skinny fingers fondlin’ my world.She’s a whimsical, tragical beauty,uptight and a little bit…snooty. She’s a magical, sparklin’ tease.She’s a rainbow chokin’ the breeze.Yo, she’s busting out onto the scene,with nightmare bogus poetry.She’s a melted avocado on the self.She’s a science of herself.She’s spasing out on a cosmic level,and she’s meditating with the devil.She’s cooking salad for breakfast.She’s got tofu the size of Texas.She’s a witness to her own glory.She’s a never ending story.She’s a frolicking depression.She’s a self inflected obsession.She’s got a thousand lonely husbands.She’s playin’ footsy in another dimension.She’s a goddess for milkin’ the time,for all that it’s worth. —[email protected]
