Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Come on, take me back
To the place I used to know
The girls dressed in their mini skirts and
Their knee socks down below
Everybody always wants a thing or two
Palm trees for surfing for blind
Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind
Come on, take me back
To the place I used to know
My lips will do the walking
From your head down to your toes
Everybody always wants a thing or two
Palm trees for surfing for blind
Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, good reasons you know
I should have left with a
Oh pretty baby, you can shake your tail feather
But you can never ride the merry go 'round
I, I, I, I, I, I
Come on, take me back
To the place I used to know
Oh, have mercy on me, little girl
Take pity on my soul
Everybody always wants a thing or two
Palm trees for surfing for blind
Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind

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