She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Because the women took the lovin over me
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try I might as well try
Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
She's got the police coming after me
And I could tell without asking she was into the blues
We toured to the north, south, east and west
I knew right away she was not like other girls
A tydyed dress she was a psychadelic mess
Now I hear the police coming after me
And just to gain her trust I bought a microbus
As everthing works out the way it does in this song
And there ain't nothin wrong with the love that's in her eyes
Because I sold off my personal property
From another direction she was calling my eye
It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
All scarlet begoinas and a touch of the blues
She had rings on her fingers
Sold some ectascy
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair
Sold nitrus, opium, acid, herion and PCP
We sold some mushroom tea
And now I hear the police coming after me
Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
And bells on her shoes
