MELKWEG BABY
The winters were cold
And the summers were hot then
'We used to pick up the acoustic guitars
And took the way straight to the country
To make our days worthwhile
Female power and cornfields
Wooden ships and ripped blue jeans
Gasless days to flee from the parents
It's long ago but still on my mind
I miss my Melkweg baby walking
Translove ways to Paradiso
I need my Melkweg baby walking
Translove ways to Fantasio
I miss her so
This natural woman
And not these pale faced gals of today
I really don't need
This asphalt catwalk
I guess I'll turn back to the scream
Walk with me
Words: Tom Redecker
Published by Strange Ways / Warner Chappell 1989

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