Tear The Top Right Off My Head
Peter Tork
Walking down the lonely street
I need someone to meet
I run across sweet-looking you
Do you know what you do?
Oh, you tear the top right off my head
Blow my mind
Yeah, I'm going blind
Freaking out in the afternoon
Looking at a daytime moon
Talk to me, I talk to you
Do you know what you do?
Yeah, you tear the top right off my head
Blow my mind
I'm going blind
Sitting by the firelight
Coffee cups for two
Touch my lips with your fingertips
Do you know what you do?
Yeah, you tear the top right off my head
You blow my mind
Yeah, I'm going blind