Lyrics: Out on the Eisenhower where I lost my speed Just a little bit south of a town called weed I heard a voice and I had to stop She called me over that mountain top I was a poor soul lost in the shady trees I was going to die, I was going to freeze
Then she touched me She was velvety
She’s a cat of a creature She don’t care she's velvety She made the strangest sounds
She was an island girl of the ancient line When the whole damn thing was sinkin' to the brine Her true love from her was torn She packed it up to Californ’
Then she met me She’s velvety
She’s a cat of a creature She don't care She's velvety
Out on the Eisenhower where I lost my speed Just a little bit south of a town called weed I met velvety My velvety
I like that lemur I lick it It's velvety She made a pretty sound