Hey Mister

Hey mister in that skirt could you be giving me directions I'm trying to find a place where I would be guaranteed to lose my mind By the looks of you, you've been there a few times And in the morning we will exchange clothes Pretend that we're married, experience each others roles Take what we can lie back relax, watch the sky evaporate If I hallucinate we will call it escaping For I think it's 'bout time I blew my mind No I, think it's 'bout time I blew my mind Hey Hey mister don't you know you have got quite nice legs Try wearing something a little more suited to your sex Maybe a suit something with less lace And later we will go on to my place Cause I've been driving so damn long And God only knows where I thought I was going Or coming from Mister I'm on the run pass the gun For I think it's 'bout time I blew my mind No I, think it's 'bout time I blew my mind Hey No I Hey mister in that skirt could you be giving me directions I'm trying to find a place where I would be guaranteed to lose my mind By the looks of you Cause I've been driving so damn long And God only knows where I thought I was going or coming from Mister I'm on the run Pass the gun, pass the gun, pass the gun, pass the gun For I think it's 'bout time I blew my mind No I, think it's 'bout time I blew my mind Hey!