Molecule

When all is said and done,
all girlfriends must claim to be from outer space.
Rocking and rolling, pouring hi-balls,
sticking needles in their arms. (Am - F)
sticking needles in their cute arms.

I hope you know what you’re doing. (Em -G - D)
Slow down, baby; I can’t make out the molecules.

(lead but the way, my darling, lead but the way)
And the lowly rise. And the mighty soar.
You trick me in my dreams thru fields of ripe corn. (C - D)
Different as a crook in jail, had to hike to hell to hide,
O Mimeo, O Mimeo, be not swanky.
Holla hurley jiggy lig-a-lor.

I hope you know what you’re doing.
Slow down, baby; I can’t make out the molecules. 4X

When all is said and done,
all girlfriends must claim to be from outer space.
Rocking and rolling, pouring hi-balls,
sticking needles in their arms.