Girl from the sun The color red She melted my gun She melted my head She's got me Talking to myself I sit in restaurants Forever and talk to myself She's a girl from the sun And she sings like a parrot I'm a very nice fellow She's right for me And the full-colored kingdom Of trickery and chaos I like her tremendously And to turn those objections Into (beer without directions?) I'll fight for the free And people who live in gla** houses should get stoned Like the girl from the sun and me