Hey mister in that skirt could you be giving me directions  I’m trying to find a place where I would be guaranteed to lose my mind  By the looks of you, you’ve been there a few times  And in the morning we will exchange clothes  Pretend that we’re married, experience each others roles  Take what we can lie back relax, watch the sky evaporate  If I hallucinate we will call it escaping    For I think it’s ‘bout time I blew my mind  No I, think it’s ‘bout time I blew my mind  Hey    Hey mister don’t you know you have got quite nice legs  Try wearing something a little more suited to your sex  Maybe a suit something with less lace  And later we will go on to my place    Cause I’ve been driving so damn long  And God only knows where I thought I was going  Or coming from   Mister I’m on the run pass the gun    For I think it’s ‘bout time I blew my mind  No I, think it’s ‘bout time I blew my mind  Hey  No I    Hey mister in that skirt could you be giving me directions  I’m trying to find a place where I would be guaranteed to lose my mind  By the looks of you  Cause I’ve been driving so damn long  And God only knows where I thought I was going or coming from  Mister I’m on the run   Pass the gun, pass the gun, pass the gun, pass the gun    For I think it’s ‘bout time I blew my mind  No I, think it’s ‘bout time I blew my mind  Hey!