I remember you were smoking
In your Stones white t-shirt
Walls washed blue
The piano was out of tune
But you were
Such a fucking hippie
A counter-culture baby
Perfectly dreamy
But oh
I lost you
And you wore sleepy eyes that glowed like
Summer morning, sunrise
Breathe me in
And sink into my skin
But you were
Such a fucking hippie, oh
A counter-culture baby
Perfectly dreamy
But oh
I lost you
But you were
Such a fucking hippie, oh
A counter-culture baby
Perfectly dreamy, oh
So fucking trippy
Straight from the '60s
Well, we could have been hippies
But oh
I lost you
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