Tekster: The Black Hollies. Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind.

Oh oh oh,
oh oh oh

Come on, take me back
to the place I used to know

The girls dressed in their mini skirts and
their knee socks down below

Everybody always wants a thing or two
palm trees for surfing for blind

Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind

Come on, take me back
to the place I used to know

My lips will do the walking
from your head down to your toes

Everybody always wants a thing or two
palm trees for surfing for blind

Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind

1,2,3,4-5 Good reasons you know
I should have left with a...

Oh pretty baby
You can shake your tail feather,
but you can never ride the merry go round

I I I,
I I I

Come on, take me back
to the place I used to know

Oh have mercy on me little girl,
take pity on my soul

Everybody always wants a thing or two
palm trees for surfing for blind

Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind