Kangaroo
VAN MORRISON
i first saw you
you had on blue jeans
your eyes couldn't hide
anything
i saw you leaving, oh
i saw you staring out in space
i next saw you
you were at the party
thought you was a dream
oh so flirty
i came against
didn't say excuse
knew what i was doing
we looked very fine
as we were leaving
just like saint joan
doing a cool jerk
oh, i want you
like a kangaroo