| Baby, you’re so frazzled
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| Spinning around in a busby swirl
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| With all that razzle-dazzle
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| I know at heart you want a down-home girl
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| Oh, you know I want to take you to the spaceship races
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| Watch them do a few laps around the sun
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| But if you don’t go in for far-off places
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| I’ll take you home with me
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| When the day is done
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| Baby, you’re so scattered
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| Your span of attention is shrinking fast
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| Your brain’s been battered
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| By all the disappointments of the recent past
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| Oh, you know I want to take you to the spaceship races
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| Watch them do a few laps around the sun
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| But if you don’t go in for far-off places
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| I’ll take you home with me
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| Didn’t I see you walking on Main Street
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| Looking in windows, waiting by turnstiles
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| Thinking of things
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| You thought you’d like to buy
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| Living off dreams stored up in film cans
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| Looking at screens just waiting your turn while
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| You looked up and saw a rocket in the sky
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| Oh, you know I want to take you to the spaceship races
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| Watch them do a few laps around the sun
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| But if you don’t go in for far-off places
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| I’ll take you home with me
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| When the day is done
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| When the day is done |