She says she's free
But she's got a baby
And she don't look free to me
She don't need love
She calls him to come home
She calls him her tommy gun She revolves around the sun
She revolves around the sun She don't need me
Like she don't need breathing
And she don't need eyes to see
She says it's hard
Berries and babies are growing in her backyard She revolves around the sun
She revolves around the sun
She revolves around the sun
She revolves around the sun