I'm too misty, and too much in love. You can say that you're leading me on, But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost, That's why I'm following you. On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover Living in a land down under Where women glow and men plunder Where women glow and men plunder? And he said Traveling in a fried-out combie On a hippie trail, head full of

Take my hand We're off to never-never land Exit, light Enter, night Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I die before I wake

To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of California Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby

The cavalries charged When God's on your side Oh my name it ain't nothin' My age it means less The country I come from Is called the Midwest I was taught and brought up there The laws to abide And that land that I live in

I'm too misty, and too much in love. You can say that you're leading me on, But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost, That's why I'm following you. On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never

And I got all the drugs in the world that you need We get high to pass time but bitch I ain't no fiend I got money on my mind, I be stacking my green Shawty said she like my style, I be dripping with ease Please don't send me naked pictures, I don't like

And time is never planned Never Never Land You'll have treasure if you stay there More precious far than gold For once you have found your way there You can never never grow old And that’s my home where dreams are born Just think of lovely things And

Bye bye baby time to hit the road to dreamland You're my baby dig you in the land of nod Hold tight baby we'll be swinging up in dreamland All night baby where the little cherubs trot Look at that knocked out moon You been a-blowing his top in the blue

Big stars shinin' over summerland Baby, right now I'm high as a kite Seabirds fly, yeah, I just might tonight Big dipper, slow dance With my hands where the sun don't tan Don't you worry 'bout the sand In no time, baby, we'll be slippin' off to