She had my head on a platter
With her sweet and sour sauce
She was riding in her car
I was riding on my horse
Neck and neck along the road
Well, I have nothing left to hide
So, what a heck

Firefly cars, women rushing past
The road was long and the race was fast
Gradually I fell behind
It was the blind leading the blind
It was the blind leading the blind

Over the hills, over the prairies
Up in the Tundra, Down in the Pampa
And in Paris in spring, and in old Pekin
And in Xanadu, and in Katmandu
I'm bursting out of the ocean
I'm bursting out of the ocean

Uh, Uh, it was another gas station
Uh, Uh, it was another you
Uh, Uh, it was another gas station
Uh, Uh, it was another you,
and that's true
Baby, that's true
and that's true
Baby, that's true

Gimme this and gimme that
I got no need for your bipperty tat
Gimme this and gimme that
I've got no need for your bipperty, bipperty
Bipperty-bopperty tat
Just my horse and me
Just my horse and me
Just my horse and me

Over the hills, over the prairies
Up in the Tundra, down in the Pampa
And in Paris in spring, and in old Pekin
And in Xanadu, and in Katmandu
And in Timbuktu (so What?)
I'm bursting out of the ocean
I'm bursting out of the ocean
I'm bursting out of the ocean
I'm busrting out of the ocean