She builds her own satellite
From an old rusted chair
She leaves this old world behind
And the things that she cares
Maybe she's gone
But it won't be for long
What do I know?
Maybe she's found
What we all dream about
What do I know? Oh
She's beautiful and wild and I can't compare
And wild but's that's just not that there
fair
She builds a strong alibi
From the future that's here
She needs to know I'm alive
But I'm flesh and I tear
Maybe she's wrong
But I want my, my own
What do I know?
Breasts of silicone
With a touch of her soul
What do I know? Oh
She's beautiful and wild and I can't compare
And wild but's that's just not fair
And wild and I can't compare
And wild but's that's just not fair
And wild oh no and wild
And wild and that's just not
fair