My see-through body floats along The boiling suburban streets The disapproving eyes of adults And my eyes sometimes meet I’m just a teenage believer Worshipping your perfect hair Hovering around your sacred belly What’s going on in there?
There’s a baby in my body Turning zero The sunny weather makes you Want to live again I’m gonna go out tonight
My baby comes from the moon My baby comes from the moon My baby, my baby My baby comes from the moon
The sunny weather makes you Want to live again I’m gonna go out tonight
My baby comes from the moon My baby comes from the moon My baby, my baby My baby comes from the moon