It's hard to tell you how I feel without hurting you
So try to think about yourself the way that I see you
You're life revolves around the force of oppression
And I won't dead with the true devils of correction
Got no powers for your gun
No hippychick
Won't make love to change your mind
No hippychick (x2)
No, hip hip hip hip hip
Today, since your drinking coffee in your insulin room
Tonight, you'll close the door and lock me in that battle room
Love, it ain't something riding on a motorbike
And love, I stopped loving you since the miner strike
Got no powers for your gun
No hippychick
Won't make love to change your mind
No hippychick (x2)
No, hip hip hip hip hip hop
It's hard (x4)
No hippychick
No hip hip hip hip hip
No hippychick
No hip hip hip hip hip
No hippychick
No hip hip hip hip hip
No hippychick...
Hippychick
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