Where is a girl who can satisfy
This free-wheelin’ quip-dealin gemini
Keeps me from being a nervous wreck
Can be found scratching the back of my neck
Knows the spot that tickles the most
Is proud of me and for me boasts
Doesn’t’ care when I sing out of tune
Open mind like a rolling sand dune
Large deep eyes of any shade
For a girl like this, anything I’d trade
But where is she, she’s so far away
Further down that love highway
And I’m here standing, the roadside sap
Who searches for the elusive map