Space Age Mom

You believe in flying saucers, aliens, and purple monsters And somehow I think you're the only one You're saying to me, "I'll never believe this Just last night I spoke with Elvis And we went out on a shopping spree." And you, you're the crazy one And you, you're just having fun So you, you're my space age mom Call your friends at the psychic connection Tell 'em about the stars' convention And we can all ride down in your space age car Tofu hot dogs, meditation, reading books by Carl Sagan No doubt about it, you're one of a kind And you, you're the crazy one And you, you're just having fun So you, you're my space age mom --- Space Age Mom - Damien Jurado