Can you picture me in the 70's, a buttercup
I'd be floating in the crowd with voices
Time is on me, makeup mirrors my dream
Can you picture me in the 70's, in a white laced dress
I'd be listening to the stories that made you famous
Time is on my side, picture me in the 70's
And you'd sail away, and you'd hide in your field of gold
Your computer has made love to my soul
And your first class women, when her eyes make you feel so whole
Shake her off me, shake her off me.
Shake her off me.
Can you picture me in the 70's, but I woke up to late
Time is running out for you and me and you and me.
