Ah, here she comes, walking like out of a movie,
Here she comes, looking authentically groovy,
Here she comes, second-generation flamingo,
Still snapping her fingers to John, Paul, George, and Ringo.

She's like a melody,
She's like a vision,
Time steps aside and lets her go by.

Yeah, here she comes, walking like a twin to her mother,
Her she comes, talking how all men are brothers,
She's totally free, another child of the flowers,
She thinks about life, not in years but in hours.

A-ha, she's like a memory, an apparition,
Time steps aside and lets her go by.

She actually says things like peace, love, and free of mind,
She collects the symbols and icons of the nation that was but really wasn't,
She says, 'Maybe next time, maybe even this time.'

She's impossible, she's outrageous,
Time steps aside and lets her go by.

It's incredible, it must be contagious,
Time steps aside and lets her go by,
Ah, time steps aside and lets her go by,
Lets her go by, lets her go by,
Lets her go by, there she goes.