come out come out it's 19 for 99 and time for you and your bipolar hair to see the view because it's good got myself some milk and honey to take for sunny drives and the music's right toking graceful hit and she looks like it she looks like it we drove her cabriolet down the road to camps bay and as shy as i am i really felt this girl was mine although another man's and so my crime's the same as all the other times i'm god's own funk and she holds my hand in a way that might just make me feel okay i'm out i'm out it's 19 and 99 and i'm here looking better than ever don't mind my mind changing like the weather