Calico Girlfriend Songtext
von The Monkees

(I dunno)
(This is twelve)
(They don′t smell like corn silk)

Everybody, Samba!
Me and my calico girlfriend
Starting a set of new rules
Watching the stars as they drop in
Making the night time a fool


Wandering over a roadway
Changing the signs of the times
Looking for love and a new day
Seeing with more than our eyes
Keeper of men and a shadow
Follow us up to the top
Taking a latch off the window
Giving us more than we dropped

Me and my calico girlfriend
Suddenly, stare at the face
Of time and its hope that we'll win
Then, softly, drop out of the race

Steal away

Oh, going back to Rhode Island
Going way back up to Rhode Island
Shaking maracas in Rhode Island
Maybe go to Providence, Rhode Island
Dancing with a girl with fruit on her head in Rhode Island
Rhode Island, Rhode Island, Rhode Island
Fruit on her head and cork wedgies across the floor
Across the floor in Rhode Island
I′m gonna be free in Rhode Island