Oh, you're so calico
You're all the colors in the world
You're not a curious young girl
Oh, I always beg of you
Do I know as much as I'm going to
You're so raveled up in curls

And when is nothing sacred
Everyone's telling everyone everything
She just watches from a hill
Oh, on the periphery
This tempts a certain part of me
To wonder unfulfilled

When all these things I carry
They're not so necessary
And all this solitary
Well, it's just not necessary

In an purple minded dream
Keep peeling back to what it really means
Its beauty's too small to be true
Oh, it's all so calico
That's all the colors in the world
Unraveling in you

And all these things I carry
They're not so necessary
And all this solitary
Well, it's quite unnecessary
When I can get so wary
Well, it's just not necessary
When all these things I carry
Well, they're just not necessary

And all these things I carry
Well, they're just not necessary
When I can get so wary
When it's just not necessary