Janis Ian See My Grammy Ride
Come in through the window, See my butterfly. Come in through the pillow, Look at my Grammy ride.
Come in through the doorway, See my pretty butterfly. Come in through the night and the day, A-look at my Grammy ride.
And I be thine, And thee be mine. A-yes, we be rhyme. A-look at my Grammy ride.
Come in, come in through the doorway, See my limosine. Try and see it your way, A-look at my Grammy swing. Oh, come into my kitchen, Look at the dirty floors. Come with me to the bedroom, You can wash them with a hose.
And I be thine, And thee be mine. We be rhyme, I feel fine. See her ride.
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Come on, come on through the window, See my pretty butterfly. Come on to the pillow, Look at Grammy ride.
