Artist - Jefferson Airplane
Album - After Bathing at Baxter's
Lyrics - Young Girl Sunday Blues
Looking for your faceWhere it could never beIím following a trailThat only I can seeRaising waves of heatI press onIn tiny bursts of speed Caught in my pursuitI pay the fetishist admissionThe longing that I feelDrives me mad in no directionNailed by something cuteI tear it outWith microsurgical precision IncenderPut some gas on the emberLightning goes to ground IncenderCrazy fool on a benderStriking the groundBurning me down Double TakeLeft with an aftertasteI look againWas it your face? Double takeIím in an altered stateI look againWas it really you? Another flash of faceIgniting and familiarPulls me by the eyeTo the perimiterRiveting my gazeIs that your face in the crowd? IncenderDrop some gas on the emberI felt a slap in the face IncenderCrazy fool on a benderStriking the groundBurning me down
Double TakeLeft with an aftertasteI look againWas it your face? I feel awakeIím in an altered stateI look it againWas it really you? Double TakeLeft with an aftertasteI look againWas it your face? Double TakeIím in an altered stateI look againWas it really you?
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