She Walks With A Bell-clock Round Her Neck

So The Hippies Think She's In With Time

Time...

Her Hair Glistens Like Robins On A Deck

Branches Atack Me From Her Neck



She's So Fine

She's So Very Very Fine



The Sun From A Cloud Sinks Into Her Eyes

The Rain From A Tree Sokes Into Her Mind

Mind...

Morning Sign Sounds Just Like A Lock

All These Signs Are Always A Stock



She's So Fine

She's So Very Very Fine



When I Veer I Get So Near

But So Far Far Far Away

Listen To Me Today



We United Just Beside A Leaf

The Ground Was Hard Underneath Her Her



Ahhhahhh

She's So Fine

Ahhhahhh