Get to Me - Radio Edit

Well, an airplane's faster than a Cadillac

And a whole lot smoother than a camel's back

But I don't care how you get to me

Just get to me

Parasail or first class mail

Get on the back of a Nightingale

Just get to me, I don't care, just get to me

Prokeds, mopeds take a limousine instead

They ain't cheap but they're easy to find

Get on the highway point yourself my way

Take a roller coaster that comes in sideways

Just get to me, yeah

Go on, hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly

There's no better way to fly

To get to me

I look around at what I got

And without you, it ain't a lot

But I got everything, with you, everything

Or maybe you could pollinate over the Golden Gate

Take a left-hand turn at the corner of Haight

And then a sharp right at the first streetlight

And get yourself on a motorbike

And if you think you'll get stuck in a traffic jam

That's fine, send yourself through a telephone line

It doesn't matter how you get to me

Just get to me

Go on, hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly

There's no better way to fly

To get to me

I look around at what I got

Without you, it ain't a lot

But I got everything, with you, everything

And you keep on glowing ('cause after every day)

And you keep on showing me the way (the wind blows the night time my way)

(And I imagine that you are)

(Above me like a star)

Shine, shine, shine

Go on, hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly

There's no better way to fly

To get to me

I look around at what I got

Without you, it ain't a lot

But I got everything, with you, everything

Go on, hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly

There's no better way to fly

To get to me

I look around at what I got

Without you, it ain't a lot

But I got everything, with you, everything

And I got everything, with you, everything

And I got everything, with you, everything, yeah