originally written by The Flaming Lips



I know a girl who thinks of ghosts

She'll make you breakfast

She'll make you toast

She don't use butter

She don't use cheese

She don't use jelly

Or any of these

She uses vaseline, vaseline



I know a guy who goes to shows

'N' when he's at home and he blows his nose

He don't use tissues or his sleeve

He don't use napkins or any of these

He uses magazines, magazines



And I know this girl who reminds me of cher

She's always changing

The color of her hair

But she don't use nothing

That ya buy at the store

She likes her hair to be real orange

She uses tangerines (tangerines)

Tangerines (tangerines)

Tangerines (tangerines)