Waiting in line trembling looking around
think I'm ready to sweat it out,
"this journey's been done plenty of times"
says the crowd behind me as I sit down
everyone is with me ready to ride
I just close my eyes as I hold on tight
Slowly I unravel this huge thrill,
as I look around she's taking her pill
nervous, frantic, dizzy, she only hides
My friend's on the ride that the little kids ride.
Someone used to miss her badly,
now she's all alone
Round and round she's going nowhere
up and down I go.
And I don't know exactly what's happening to her, yeah
Maybe a good rollercoaster ride would have helped her, yeah
That little girl is so afraid to try
that she's always keeping closed eyes
no one's made her look around
till I screamed you've got to get out
On this ride I'm looking at her as she twirls on by
here she goes again right past the same old type of guy
And I don't know exactly what's happening to her, yeah
Maybe a good rollercoaster ride would have helped her, yeah
And is this one of her little precious depressions, yeah
Not knowing just precisely how to accommodate her, yeah
Y se da vueltas y vueltas, ella se envuelve, ella se revuelve
