La la la la La la la la La la la la la La la la la La la la la la She glows around you like the moon She smiles at her reflection in a spoon She reads expensive magazines She sees herself in everything You can't judge her for that She knows where her head is at You can't judge her for that She knows where her head is at She's tangled up in you She's laced up in your shoe She's got a ladder to the sky She's got a mad look in her eye You can't judge her for that She knows where her head is at You can't judge her for that, oh no She knows where her head is at La la la la La la la la laaaaaaaaaaa She moves in simple curves She speaks in simple words And it's simple to be in love with her And it's simple to be in love with her You can't judge her for that She knows where her head is at You can't judge her for that She knows where her head is at You call her home And you want to move in You call her home And you want to move in But that house is not a home And that home is not a house When there's not enough room for you You call her home And you want to move in You call her home Sweet home Sweet home Sweet sweet home Sweet home La la la la La la la la la La la la la La la la la la ooh