NEW AGE SWING

There’s a guy who lives on the 2^nd floor
I hear him chanting every morning at half past four
he works downtown at the health food store
he’s into that new age thing 

He’s into t’ai chi; he’s into reiki
he’s into astral travel and astrology
How do I get that man into me?
Get into that new age swing 

He’s driving me crazy; help me Mr. Cayce
How do I make him mine?
He’s the cat’s pajamas; tell me Nostradamus
are his planets and mine aligned?

I’m willing to buy into past lives
angels, crystals, and spirit guides
just to give that tantric thing a try
gimme that new age swing

I like that tantric thing a lot
got to have new age swing

 You better believe I’m gonna visualize the day
when I take him to nirvana,
but I’m gonna take him my way

Give me half a chance, the things I’ll do
I will make his new age dreams come true
teach him a yoga position or two
doing that new age swing

(Is that a crystal in your pocket or is your aura expanding?) 

He makes my chakras spin 

I wanna try his aura on for size
I wanna be a goddess in his eyes
I wanna make his kundalini rise
Gimme that new age swing