This is a song about MorganIt's not real long or played 
on an organ
It's just a tribute to a girl
From California
Well Morgan sits at home
Eating from a box of Ritz
A UFO lands in the yard
And inspiration hits
She goes outside to greet
Her guests from the stars
They say they have to go
But they hand her a guitar
This is a song about a song
This is a song about a song
Well Morgan escaped
Out a window one day
And she went around the world
Yeah, she went sailing away
And when she got back home
She decided to play
Hey hey hey
And Morgan says maybe love won't
Let you down. All of your failures
Are training grounds. And just as your back's turned,
You'll be surprised, she says, as your solitude 
subsides.
Well I saw her standing there
She was sitting in a chair
And she was blond with
dark brown hair
and she suffered from the heat
of the stagelight's glare
in the air! And
Everywhere
This is a song about a song and you might say
I can't write a song about that and I
Say that you're wrong
You're so wrong, so
God damn wrong
You're so wrong
You're so
god damn wrong
You're so goddamn wrong
You're so goddamn wrong
You're so goddamn wrong
Cuz it's my song
About a song