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orbiting monica A song about a spacy girl who's both attractive and repellent. © 1995 CHRIS BUTLER/© 1995 FUTURE FOSSIL MUSIC (BMI)
priestess of bliss a pipeline to every kind of mys-tic-al knowing...knowing v2 mistress of chance there are no accidents, it’s all meaning chorus 1 orbiting Monica goddess of truth ev-ry-thing is orbiting Monica so many moons... v3 down on your knees, boy your ego’s a weed in her garden of growing...growing chorus 2 orbiting Monica gone for a spin dazzle-a-ting every dimension she’s currently in smack on the spot where all endings begin everybody’s orbiting Monica cause she always wins! at the center of a quantum-teenage Universe of Light hand-picked by Monica ‘cause it’s just felt so right i butterfly around her, butterfly around her, butterfly-fly always looking in from the outside her brand/kind of wisdom is not mine lift up her lid and who knows what you'll find..? solo v4 nope don’t get the joke but Mon-i-ca’s laughing...laughing v5 zoned-out on space spliced/hip to her place in the great cosmic flowing chorus 4 orbiting Monica so damn far out can ya, can ya read me, Monica? over and out? highest of lotuses coldest of cools satellized by too many christophers too many moons! at the center of a micro-teenage Universe of Light the gift of Mon-i-ca al-ways denied still I’m lookin’ in from the outside her brand of wisdom is not mine
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