Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew there was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too.
I met a redneck on a Grecian isle who did the Goat Dance very well.
All the news of home you read, more about the war and of bloody changes.
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way.
I am a woman of heart and mind, looking for affection and respect, a little passion.
I have one piece of music, since 1997, and I don't see it having lyrics. Where does it go in this world? So I haven't recorded it.