"Her Mind is Tiffany-twisted She got the Mercedes Bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys That she calls "Friends" How they dance in the courtyard Sweet, summer sweat Some dance to remember Some dance to forget So, I called up the Captain "Please, bring me my wine," and he said "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969" And still those voices are calling from far away Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say"