Well, I knew when I saw her
Posing like a pop star in rags
Brilliantly glowing
Moved like she was floating in her tracks
Over head Im taking
Everythings radiating
When she shows
Everybody knows
And it goes right to my head
And it goes right to my head
All ordinary things are
Turning technicolor in her hands
And in the air round her
The heavy scent of flowers, I'm in a trance
Theres a world below her
And she makes it over
When she shows
Everybody knows
And it goes right to my head
And it goes right to my head
And it goes right to my head
And it goes right to my head
Theres a world below her
And she makes it over
When she shows
Everybody knows
And it goes right to my head
And it goes right to my head
And it goes right to my head
And it goes right to my head