OVER THE GRAPEVINE TWO EUGENE GIRLS SPILLING MARGARITAS ON THE SHAKESPEARE HEADING HOME FOR SUMMER FEET ON THE DASH THE FUTURE WIDE OPEN BEFORE US IT WOULD TAKE ME YEARS TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS YOU SAID AS WE APROACHED THE SOCIETY OF COWS MILLIONS OF COWS ALL WAITING FOR SOMETHING AND THEY GLOWED IN THE MOONLIGHT MADE IT TO CORNING AND THEN THE PEUGEOT SHE STARTED TO SPUTTER WE DIDN’T KNOW WE WOULD SPEND 8 HOURS IN THE TEXACO TIL THEY FINALLY FOUND OUT SHE WAS DRY AS A BONE DRY AS A BONE AND THE BARTLES AND JAMES MUST HAVE CLOUDED OUR BRAINS AND WE GLOWED IN THE MOONLIGHT STARS IN MY EYES SQUIRRELS IN MY HEAD DIGGING AND BURRYING ALL THE THINGS YOU SAID AND SAVE IT FOR LATER… YOU ASKED ME WHY I WAS FLIRTING SO HARD WITH THE GASOLINE MAN I DIDN’T KNOW HE WASN’T GOOD LOOKING EVEN AS HE SMILED YOU COULD COUNT HIS TEETH ON YOUR ONE HAND SO WE STARTED TO GIGGLE LIKE LITTLE GIRLS DO EVEN THOUGH IT’S NOT FUNNY WHEN WE GOT TO MOUNT SHASTA WE HAD TO STOP AND ANTHROPOMORPHISE THE MOUNTAIN SHE LOOKED SO PRETTY STEADY AND STRONG STANDING ALONE IN HER NIGHTY TALKING TO GOD TALKIN TO GOD AND SHE GLOWED IN THE MOONLIGHT THINKING SHE HAD THE ANSWER WHEN ALL ALONG IT WAS YOU WHO SAID IT IT WAS YOU WHO SAID IT TO YOURSELF BE TRUE. TO YOURSELF BE TRUE.
OVER THE GRAPEVINE TWO EUGENE GIRLS SPILLING MARGARITAS ON THE SHAKESPEARE HEADING HOME FOR SUMMER FEET ON THE DASH THE FUTURE WIDE OPEN BEFORE US IT WOULD TAKE ME YEARS TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS YOU SAID AS WE APROACHED THE SOCIETY OF COWS MILLIONS OF COWS ALL WAITING FOR SOMETHING AND THEY GLOWED IN THE MOONLIGHT MADE IT TO CORNING AND THEN THE PEUGEOT SHE STARTED TO SPUTTER WE DIDN’T KNOW WE WOULD SPEND 8 HOURS IN THE TEXACO TIL THEY FINALLY FOUND OUT SHE WAS DRY AS A BONE DRY AS A BONE AND THE BARTLES AND JAMES MUST HAVE CLOUDED OUR BRAINS AND WE GLOWED IN THE MOONLIGHT STARS IN MY EYES SQUIRRELS IN MY HEAD DIGGING AND BURRYING ALL THE THINGS YOU SAID AND SAVE IT FOR LATER… YOU ASKED ME WHY I WAS FLIRTING SO HARD WITH THE GASOLINE MAN I DIDN’T KNOW HE WASN’T GOOD LOOKING EVEN AS HE SMILED YOU COULD COUNT HIS TEETH ON YOUR ONE HAND SO WE STARTED TO GIGGLE LIKE LITTLE GIRLS DO EVEN THOUGH IT’S NOT FUNNY WHEN WE GOT TO MOUNT SHASTA WE HAD TO STOP AND ANTHROPOMORPHISE THE MOUNTAIN SHE LOOKED SO PRETTY STEADY AND STRONG STANDING ALONE IN HER NIGHTY TALKING TO GOD TALKIN TO GOD AND SHE GLOWED IN THE MOONLIGHT THINKING SHE HAD THE ANSWER WHEN ALL ALONG IT WAS YOU WHO SAID IT IT WAS YOU WHO SAID IT TO YOURSELF BE TRUE. TO YOURSELF BE TRUE.
