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Minnie the moocher from the futureShe was raised by neither nature nor nurtureShe had a metal front and a plastic backBut in the middle was a lot of soul and that's a factShe started messing round with the king of SaturnHe looked like a purple psychedelic patternHis heart went zing when she did her thingAnd before long she was walking off with Saturn's ringShe travelled from the future to the distant pastKilled a fly which made her first guy become her lastTurned yesterday to notaday with some cute goonAnd said the past is just some future that arrived too soonAnd New York city how I love it soI'm always bumping into buddies whose names I don't knowI don't get off to sleep until a quarter to fourAnd then I wake up in the morning and I do it some moreAnd when you look me in the face I just disintegrateNow I'm on another date that I kind of hateAnd I just keep falling further endedSeems by now I should have landedBut Minnie the moocher from the futureCould turn space into whatever kind of face would suit yaThe rainbow's bend was what her contact lens wasSo she knew what the colour glowing in each of her friends wasLetras de cancionesShe started messing with the gamma beamHe said baby stick with me, I'll turn your money greenGave her his number, she dialled it with a satellite pilotTook his infrared head and turned it ultra violetShe rode a black hole to a magnetic poleRode a dinosaur so long that it turned into coalMade the coal a diamond said this ain't my best friendTurned the jewel back into a dinosaur againAnd my window view is a brick wall or twoWith some barbed wire snagged on a plastic bagAnd every plane I hear I think the end is nearThey get louder and louder and then they disappearAnd the shampoo stings and the landline ringsThe Jesus freak on the corner with the guitar singsAnd the vacant lot daydreams of what it's notAnd the night seems to remember what the day forgotBut Minnie the moocher from the futureIs gonna meet me halfway 'tween when I find her and lose herAnd in that dock between the hands of the clockShe's gonna park her flying spark here on my own blockShe'll honk her horn for me and take my armShe'll invite me on a ride to where the tide is bornWhere the director and cast of the future and pastFollow the union rules and take a break at lastAnd when we're all refreshed after a little restShe'll say goodbye to her guests and go back on her questI'll say so long Minnie, I'm glad you're my friendI'm gonna keep dreaming about you till we meet again From Letras Mania