 She had that Camarillo Brillo!
Flaming out along ahead--
I mean her Mendecino Beano--
By where some bugs that made it red!
She ruled the toads of these short forests...!
And every newt in Idaho...
And every cricket who had chorused--
By the bush in Buffalo!
She said she was a magic mama,
And she could throw a mean Tarot!
And carried on... without a comma,
How she was someone I should know.
Chorus:
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet!
And she was breeding a DWARF
But she wasn't done yet--
She had gray-green skin!
A doll with a pin!
...I told her she was alright,
But I couldn't come in...!
And so she wandered through the doorway...
Just like a shadow from the tomb...
She said her stereo was four-way...
And I just love it in her room...!
Well I was born to have adventure!
So I just followed up the steps...
Right past the fuming incense stencher...
To where she hung... her castanets!
She stripped away her rancid poncho--
And laid out, naked, by the door!
We did til we were unconscio'
And it was useless anymore!
Chorus.
[Actually I was very busy then.]
And so she wandered through the doorway!
Just like a shadow from the tomb!
She said her stereo was four-way!
And I just loved it in her room...
Well I was born to have adventure!
So I just followed up the steps!
Right past the fuming incense stencher!
To where she hung her castanets!
She said she was a magic mama,
And she could throw a mean Tarot--
And carried on, without a comma,
That she was someone I should know!
...
[Is that a real poncho? I mean, is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho? Hmmm... no fooling??]
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