We were two stupid kids that knew only one day after another. Two stupid kids that never got it right.
Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows.
Once while having an intense discussion about Albert Hofmann while standing in Owego Creek, she turned to me and confided that she was turning into a mermaid.
Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows.
I knew where to go; I took her to the emergency entrance of the Tunison Fish Lab along State Route 13.
Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows.
They shrugged their shoulders and said maybe she was in contact with an ‘electric’ eel?
Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows. Don’t you know, I think it shows.