She’s drumming in the woods   She is sitting in a tree   She’s drumming in the woods   She is looking at me… wicked!   She’s drumming in the woods   She is sitting in a tree   I’m gonna climb that tree   She’s looking angry at me   Looking angry at anyone   When she’s drumming in the woods   She downbeats the bush…   Foxy L.A.R.A.!   She’s drumming in my head   The beat of my heart   Offbeat, upset   She’s drumming with the bones of the body of mine   She kiscks my skin   All serpentine   Foxy L.A.R.A.    She’s got soul   That’s not bad for a black-eyed girl   Oh yeah, she’s got a lot of soul   Wicked and foxy, she has it all   Not bad, not bad for a black eyed girl LARA - come on