She had my head on a plate With her sweet and sour sauce She was riding in her car I was riding on my horse Neck and neck along the road Well, I have nothing left to hide So, what a heck Firefly cars, women rushing past The road was long and the race was fast Gradually I fell behind It was the blind leading the blind It was the blin leading the blind Over the hills, over the prairies Down inthe pampa, up in the tundra And in Paris in spring. And in old Pekin And in Katmandu. And in Xanadu I'm bursting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean Uh, Uh, it was another gas station Uh, Uh, it was another you Uh, Uh, it was another gas station Uh, Uh, it was another you, and that's true Babe, that's true and that's true Gimme this and gimme that I've got no need for your bipperty, Bipperty, bipperty Just my horse and me Just my horse and me And in Timbuktu (what?) I'm busrting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean Shoot out Burst out