She's like a rainbow Coming, colors in the air Oh, everywhere She comes in colors She comes in colors ev'rywhere She combs her hair Have you seen a lady fairer? Have you seen her dressed in blue? See the sky in front of you

(Oh here she comes) She's a maneater Watch out boy she'll chew you up Here she comes (She's a maneater) Oh here she comes (Watch out) She'll only come out at night The lean and hungry type

But that can't stop me from-ah thinkin' to myself She's sure fine lookin' man Uh-look-ah there There she comes Here comes that girl again Wanted to date her since I don't know when But she don't notice me when I pass She goes with older guys from out of

She ain't goin' out like that He thought she'd be sitting home crying She's had enough of feeling like dying Everybody, here comes the life of the party, yeah, she is He might have left her brokenhearted But she ain't goin', goin' out like that But she

She's like a rainbow Coming, colors in the air Oh, everywhere She comes in colors ev'rywhere; She combs her hair She comes in colors Have you seen a lady fairer? Have you seen her dressed in blue? See the sky in front of you

Here she comes Miss Sarajevo Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for

She don't get the blues, she gives 'em Well she puts her dancing shoes on every night And comes alive there in the smoke beneath the neon lights And she don't like those hurtin' songs Cause she's already lived 'em She checks her broken heart there at the

I went downtown to see milady She stood me up and I stood there waiting But it'll be all right when The Morning Comes Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair I've got nowhere to go, so I can go anywhere And it'll be all right when the Morning

There will be an answer, let it be. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, Mother Mary comes to me When I find myself in times of trouble And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me Whisper

Could send her home again Ah, here she comes Here she comes, here she comes again The same old painted lady From the brow of the superbrain She'll scratch this world to pieces As she comes on like a friend But a couple of songs from your old scrapbook