Baby you're so frazzled
Spining around in a Busby swirl
With all that razzle, dazzle
I know at heart you want
a downhome girl
CHORUS:
Aw you know I want to take you
to the Spaceship Races
Watch them do a few laps around the sun
But if you don't go in for far out places
I'll take you home with me
When the day is gone
Baby, you're so scattered
Your span of atention is shrinking fast
Your brain has been battered
By all the disapointments
of the recent past
CHORUS
Didn't I see you walking on Main Street
Lookin in windows waiting by turnstiles
Thinkin' of things you thought
you'd like to buy
Livin' off dreams stored up in film cans
Lookin' at screens just
waitin' your turn while
you looked up and saw a rocket in the sky