She puts on loud clothes
She looks like a ring-a-linga
Ram-a-lama joy
She puts on loud clothes
She talks when she walks
Blowing kisses through the noise
She puts on loud clothes
She looks like you want to put your fingers
On her skin
You can't stop looking
She moves through the common people
Pulling every string
She really knocks you out
She really blocks your mind
It feels like you knew her
From somewhere back in time
She brings silence
Her lips never mention
What you really want to hear
She brings silence
You can't find the words
When you're dying to get near
She really knocks you out
She really blows your mind
It feels like you knew her
From somewhere back in time
To be here makes sense to be
To be here makes sense to me
She's got loud clothes

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