[CHORUS]
She's so surreal (she's surreal)
She's so surreal (so surreal)
Ah, she's the cool cat that stole the cream
She's got a starring role in the perfect dream
She's hot to trot, she's cool but hot
Zips from head to toe, she uncovers the lot
Got a magic garden that's in full bloom
She's a magician, she eats mushrooms
She's a bubble floating round in a bubble machine
She's a shaft of gold if you know what I mean
[CHORUS] (x2)
She's a puzzle but there is no answer to find
Her clues are cryptic - you know the kind
She likes to turn me on, has my interests at heart
Tunes me in, turns me on and... kickstart
She's a goddess, the devil, the in between
She's the blood in my veins, she's the heart of my scene
She makes me feel like a deranged hippy
Watching her drift, you know, it's kinda trippy
[CHORUS] (x2)
[s]"Oh oh oh oh ow!" (x4)
She's got a fine line in sophistication
She knocks me out cold for the duration
Maybe I'm hallucinating, maybe she's unreal
But when she comes and makes my day I know it's the real deal
Though it seems like a dream she reminds me I'm alive
I can see, feel, smell, touch - sure I'm alive
Cosmic goddess, la belle lovechild
Of Brian Jones and Barbarella - man, she's wild!
[CHORUS] (x2)
When she's in hoop stockings really does my head
I know I've got to have her or I know that I'm dead
She's a cruise on the clutch, man she's too much
I should frame her and mark her "Please don't touch"
She's drifting through, she's a cloud passing by
She's a streamlined c***tail bar in the sky
Spikes her rain with champagne
"It's snowing Charles", she's illing again
[CHORUS] (x4)
She's so surreal (she's surreal)
She's so surreal (so surreal)
Ah, she's the cool cat that stole the cream
She's got a starring role in the perfect dream
She's hot to trot, she's cool but hot
Zips from head to toe, she uncovers the lot
Got a magic garden that's in full bloom
She's a magician, she eats mushrooms
She's a bubble floating round in a bubble machine
She's a shaft of gold if you know what I mean
[CHORUS] (x2)
She's a puzzle but there is no answer to find
Her clues are cryptic - you know the kind
She likes to turn me on, has my interests at heart
Tunes me in, turns me on and... kickstart
She's a goddess, the devil, the in between
She's the blood in my veins, she's the heart of my scene
She makes me feel like a deranged hippy
Watching her drift, you know, it's kinda trippy
[CHORUS] (x2)
[s]"Oh oh oh oh ow!" (x4)
She's got a fine line in sophistication
She knocks me out cold for the duration
Maybe I'm hallucinating, maybe she's unreal
But when she comes and makes my day I know it's the real deal
Though it seems like a dream she reminds me I'm alive
I can see, feel, smell, touch - sure I'm alive
Cosmic goddess, la belle lovechild
Of Brian Jones and Barbarella - man, she's wild!
[CHORUS] (x2)
When she's in hoop stockings really does my head
I know I've got to have her or I know that I'm dead
She's a cruise on the clutch, man she's too much
I should frame her and mark her "Please don't touch"
She's drifting through, she's a cloud passing by
She's a streamlined c***tail bar in the sky
Spikes her rain with champagne
"It's snowing Charles", she's illing again
[CHORUS] (x4)