Purple Haze Songtext
von Zella Day

Purple haze on Saturdays
Smoking with no clothes on
I bet he tastes like outer space
Sugar-coated ozone

I took a walk today to the corner store, alone
I bought some apple juice
′Cause I needed some at home
I like to take my time for a chance that I might get
I try to catch his eye, but he hasn't noticed yet


Purple haze on Saturdays
Smoking with no clothes on
I bet he tastes like outer space
Sugar-coated ozone

Forever waiting for a knock upon my door
It′s so frustrating always pacing 'round my floor
If he'd only look my way, I′d invite him to come in
Hope and pray he′ll wipe away this apple juice from my chin

Purple haze on Saturdays
Smoking with no clothes on
I bet he tastes like outer space
Sugar-coated ozone

Purple haze on Saturdays
Smoking with no clothes on
I bet he tastes like outer space
Sugar-coated ozone