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