I must've tumbled out of a plane 'Cause I free-fell all year. My chute is blooming out like spring And I'm nowhere now, but here.
But I've seen your long hair come down It turned my head inside out And I want you, I want you Still do
Your wrist were bound in my hands While I wash around on naked feet Your blue jeans over in the sand And we were wrestling in our picnic blanket sheets
But I've seen your long hair come down It turned my head inside out And I want you, I want you Still do, Still do
Yeah I want you, I want you yeah I Still do want you, oh I still want you. Still do
I've seen your long hair come down It turned my head inside out Well I've seen your long hair come down It turned my head inside out