Wendy the Witch

I dreamt last night you were a kangaroo I need a light, I could roll a cigarette for you, baby Why haven't you called my ass? Oh, lady Close them curtains, bite some glass The way you go with me It isn't, it isn't, it's not real She goes and shines a light Up on a Friday night She knows how I move I'm in love with a liar And you know I gotta go somewhere Gotta hop that freight to Tulsa, baby There's been a whole lot of rain in Denver I remember it used to snow Lead me down by the horns to a forest alter Laughing gas, shadow casts what you do not know You will keep chasing me