Elephant Flares - Redd Kross

I don’t know why she don’t comb

Or wash her hair

Well all my friends they all say

There’s things in there

I am free and so is she and you are me

And we are altogether — altogether

People say — we’ll never change

Her inner light shows and we all go

'Cuz everyone’s there

I really like the way she looks in that halter top

And elephant flares

Driving down the highway

In my Trans Am custom T-top car

Hear some Tracy Lea

Playing on the radio — turn it up and go!

Elephant flares with her greasy long hair

No one can stop her — she is all — so don’t even try

See her groovy movements, connect with her third eye

A teenage incantation

Some say she is the high priest

Of the confection generation

I am free and so is she and you are me

And we are altogether — altogether

People say —

Driving down the highway

In my Trans Am custom T-top car

Hear some BTO

Playing on the radio — turn it up and go!

Elephant flares with her greasy long hair

No one can stop her — she is all — so don’t even try

Elephant flares and her greasy long hair

And she wears round glasses — x-ray eyes that see through your soul

Apples and oranges — are good for you

Don’t miss the opening act — Miss Ross and Glue

I said yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)…