She had my head on a platter 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 blind leading the blind Over the hills, over the prairies Down in the 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 ♪ Ooh, ooh, it was another gas station Ooh, ooh, it was another you Ooh, ooh, it was another gas station Ooh, ooh, it was another you And that's true Baby, that's true And that's true Baby, that's true And gimme this and gimme that I got no need for your satin and tat Gimme this and gimme that I've got no need for your bipperty, bipperty Bipperty-bopperty hat Just my horse and me Just my horse and me Just my horse and me Over the hills, over the prairies Up in the tundra, down in the Pampa And in Paris in spring, and in old Pekin And in Katmandu, and in Xanadu And in Timbuktu (what?) I'm bursting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean I'm swimming out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean Shoot it out Burst it out Drain it out