Ba da ba ba ba
Ba da ba ba ba

Are you an old hippie, sir?
Are you an old hippie, sir?
I sense you must have been around
Your painted wings have left the ground
A few times

Are you an old hippie, sir?
Are you an old hippie, sir?
You hit that guitar pretty well
And all those words really gel
I can tell
Can I lay down some harmony?
Can I lay down some harmony?
Can I lay down some harmony?

Ba da ba ba ba
Ba da ba ba ba

Are you an old hippie, sir?
Are you an old hippie, sir?
Y’see that woman by the counter
She used to be my babysitter
Oh oh
She’s an oh oh old hippie too
She’s an oh oh old hippie too
She’s an oh oh old hippie too
Yea, it’s true

I ran into this girl
born into this world
as Double-headed Elvis
Double-headed Elvis

While I was wondering why
one smiled one kissed me goodbye
Double-headed Elvis
Double-headed Elvis

I’m sorry but that’s all there is
I’m sorry but that’s all there is
I’m sorry but that’s all there is
I’m sorry but that’s all there is

Double-headed Elvis
yeah yeah yeah
Double-headed Elvis
yeah yeah yeah

there’s something in the air
there is something in the system
i can’t sleep or stay awake
it’s far beyond my wisdom

and I really get so high
i can’t get you off my my my mind
this has to be a sign
a sign of the times

mind a little tenderness
i’m empty and so hollow
i swear to god
i can see your face upon my pillow

and I really get so high
i can’t get you off my my my mind
this has to be a sign
a sign of the times

and i
i’m thinkin’ day and night
how to make it right
cos i wanna be inside
so deep inside your mind
so deep inside your mind

speed kills…
speed kills…
but you wanna go anyway
speed kills…
speed kills…
you wanna do it do it anyway

and when you’ve reached Havana
it’s time to call Jo-Anna
she’s says you’ll never be the one
so you’re still on the run
still on the run

speed kills…
speed kills…
but you wanna go anyway
speed kills…
speed kills…
do it do it do it do it anyway

she says you’ll never be the one
so you’re still on the run
still on the run
still on the run
still on the run

we keep a hideaway
a holy place to go to
oh put them on we love to move along
we got them records
i’m happy you could join too
oh put them on we love to sing along
all the good years
you’ve saved inside a can
are on the jukebox
just around the bend
and if you like it and you have another dime to spend
come back tomorrow and we do it again

hey it’s saturday night
and i’m the lucky one
oh put them on we love to move along
we got them records
hey baby, check that yellow one
oh put it on we love to sing along
i love your dress
i’d love to be your friend
jump in my car
it’s big enough for ten
and if you like it and you have a little time to spend
come back tomorrow and we do it again