She's a Hippy

(アルバム： Beach Party - 1963)

Does she wear tight clothes (yeah, yeah)
A real wild hairdo (yeah, yeah)
She's a hippie (yeah)
Trippy (yeah)
Child (yeah)
Wild (yeah)

I love a hippy as she drives me crazy
But don't say nothing bad about my baby
On South Street she acts real smart
Oh, why do lovers break each other's hearts?

I know (She's a hippie)
She's a way-out dame
I know (She's a hippie)
Oh yeah, but I love her just the same, uh!

Pointed boots like Bony Maronie
I wanna do the Bird but she wants to Pony
When I'm puffing and dragging I hear her shout
"You can't sit down, come on, baby, work out"

I know (She's a hippie)
She's a way-out dame
I know (She's a hippie)
Oh yeah, but I love her just the same, ah-ya-ya-ya-ya
Uh!

Does she dance real wild? (yeah, yeah)
Does she wear short skirts? (yeah, yeah)
Earring? (yeah)
Makeup? (yeah)
Lazy? (yeah)
Crazy? (yeah)

I don't rock like Pilado[?] rocks
My pants are too long, and I wear white socks
A day will come, she'll say, "Baby, please"
When a guy come and get these memories

I know (She's a hippie)
She's a way-out dame
I know (She's a hippie)
Oh yeah, but I love her just the same

Oh yeah (She's a hippie)
She's a way-out dame
I know (She's a hippie)
Oh, let me tell ya, but I love her just the same