Lyric Sweet Talking Hippie

Music & lyrics: chan kinchla, bob sheehan, brendan hill & john popper


Sweet talking hippie
Cross your killing floor
Gonna come a little closer
Cause you know i want more

Don t run off
Don t you be afraid of me
You know you are what you made you baby
I am what i try to be

You know i need your love
And i could use your money
And if you ain t got a dime
We ll sell tickets, honey

You know we need each other, baby
Like a diamond and a ring
Now settle back, woman
And watch me do my thing

Just a little bit closer, it s all right
A little bit closer, closer now, closer now, closer now
Closer now, closer now, it s all right,it s all right
"come into my apartment"
Said the spider to the fly
Why would you wanna stick that thing in my heart?
Huh, oh well, good-bye.

Sweet talking hippie
Cross your killing floor
Gonna come a little closer
Cause you know i want more

That s all i am, that s all i am
You know that s all i am, that s all i am

I m alone
I m alone

Thank you.