Cross sea harping on the paragon,
Screams daliance,
Chrome skies, she'll only pulverize,
Your poor collar. Suh!
Wooh-hoo, you're an audiophile.
Wooh-hoo, you can change on dime, yeah.
Float around solo,
Crawled ashore to check you out,
Soon we'll have our own little monkey, yeah,
Who'll follow you anywhere.
Wooh-hoo, you're so versatile,
Wooh-hoo, you're gonna thrive in dry times, yeah.
Blind dog tired, you have to shut your eyes,
Sleep ambulance,
Chrome skies, don't have to wonder why,
You're so tired. Suh!
Wooh-hoo, you're my tax return,
Wooh-hoo, you're my 1099a, yeah/
Free-form green horn,
Born and raised to figure eight,
Back and forth across the country, yeah.
I'll follow you anywhere.
Is it out there? Has it blended in?
Wooh-hoo, you're an audiophile.
Wooh-hoo, you can change on a dime, yeah.