Askin' up at em' in heaven What are you saying with such a spin? Winks at me like she's in But I've seen the black run Underneath her lashes No way Your baby's home safely I cannot get on this Palmistry in fashion No way
Come back to me, go home maybe Just to get away Psychics in LA already going off at what kitty'd do Have fun playin your soothsaying leaving me to pay Psychic got it for me And she's hangin' off of some little noose
Askin' up, what're you fakin'? Coming to get it on such a whim Winks at me like she's in But it seems I've run upon somebody's racket No way Your baby's home safely I cannot get on this horoscoping fashion No way
Come back to me, go home maybe Just to get away Psychics in LA already going off at what kitty'd do Have fun playin' your soothsaying leaving me to pay Psychic got it for me And she's hangin' off of some little noose
Come back to me, go home maybe Just to get away Psychics in LA already going off at what kitty'd do Have fun playin' your soothsaying leaving me to pay Psychic got it for me And she's hangin' off of some little noose
Compositor: Bram Inscore / Christopher Vanderkooy / Michael Pascuzzi / Neil Smith / Peter Wilton