To me, to me Sooner or later it all comes around Hopefully then I will see After the people and places are gone You will come back, you will come back to me You will come back to me Woman help me, you turn my head in circles Mama blessed me with magnet

Sometimes I feel turned around And upside down And sometimes maybe I drink too much But my heart's still in touch I remember standing tall telling you I'm gonna be a rock n roll star When someone said "Sit down boy" "You already are" So raise your hands

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

'Cause I'm feelin' way too damn good 'Cause something's gotta go wrong Feelin' way too damn good And it's like Every time I turn around I fall in love and find my heart face down And where it lands is when it should This time it's like The two of us

Where was I before you came around I was drifting, no place to call home Without you lovin' me You give me someone to believe in Staring out the window Watching the night turn into day It's 4 in the morning I've got so many things to say I've been out

Hold your hand in the car Write a love song that makes you cry Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground 'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by When you see a deer you see Bambi And I see antlers up on the wall When you see a lake you think

But if I know me, I'll turn this car around. I won't get halfway through town, and I'll be sorry. I'll stop and call, and you'll say you're sorry too, And I'll come runnin' back to you, if I know me. We both said some things I know we never meant, And

Still wait for love to come Turning all around I'm a soldier of love But I'm still alive Every day and night All the days of my life In the wild wild west, Trying my hardest Doing my best

I don't wanna be eighty-five, singing "Whoa, no, I think I missed it, I was chasing money" Caught it so easy like the common cold, ooh, ooh Tossing and tossing and turning around Trying and trying to sweat it all out Kicking the habit that's pulling me

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see