Are you ready? Are you ready now? Are you ready? Are you ready now? Are you ready? Are you ready now? Only in a dream will you see her Flowered hair and thrift shop-coats You try to follow her but On down the stairs she goes She enters your mind with a whisper And says to you as the whole place hears "I want to dance to the rascals And you can dance to the pretty things" And then with the wink of an eye She is lost in the jukebox-glow In a trance she makes her selections Psychadelic rock and blue-eyed soul Only ina dream will you hear her Like a song on the radio And everything around you turns from Shindig to solid gold And then just for a moment You're lost in the jukebox-glow Hypnotized you make your selections Psychadelic rock and blue-eyed soul Are you ready? (Blue eyed soul) Are you ready now? (Blue eyed soul) But all seems so crystal-clear to me now On the crystal side inside my head She says: Are you ready? Are you ready now? Only in a scene will you see her Flowered hair and thrift shop-coats Hypnotized she stole your perfection With psychadelic rock and blue-eyed soul Are you ready? (Blue eyed soul) Are you ready now? (Blue eyed soul)