Flower Child

Dressed in purple velvets

With a flower in her hair

Feel her gentle spirit

As the champa fills the air

She wears rubies on her fingers

Tiny bells upon her toes

She's the finest thing, I've ever seen

Love that ring inside her nose

Flower child

Yeah

Flower child

Flower child

Oh yeah

She's a psychedelic princess

On a magic carpet ride

And where her trip will carry you

Is somewhere you can't find

She's on a plane to higher consciousness

Meditation is the key

She's got her shit together

'Cause her soul and mind are free, free!

Flower child

Yeah

Flower child that it is

Flower child

Oh yeah

Flower child

Yeah

My little flower child

Flower child

Yeah

She's a child of Martin Luther

As a freedom fighter she

Speaks of liberation on the land and on the sea

Her eyes are made of sunshine and her lips are jelly sweet

Flower child

Yeah

My little flower child

Flower child

Oh yeah

Flower child

Yeah

My little flower child

Flower child

Oh yeah

She's gonna free me

She's gonna free me

She's gonna free free

Free free free free yeah