Flower Child - Lenny Kravitz

Dressed in purple velvets

With a flower in her hair

Feel her gentle spirit

As the champa fills the air

She wears rubys on her fingers

Tiny bells upon her toes

She’s the finest thing

I’ve ever seen

Love that ring inside her nose

Flower child yeah, flower child

Flower child oh yeah

She’s a psychedelic princess

On a magic carpet ride

And where her trip will carry you

Is somewhere you can’t find

She’s on a plane of higher consciousness

Meditation is the key

She’s got her shit together

Because her soul and mind are free

Free

Flower child, free yeah yeah yeah yeah

Flower child that is

Flower child, oh yeah

Flower child yeah

My little flower child

Flower child yeah

She’s a child of Martin Luther

As a freedom fighter she

Speaks of liberation on the land

And on the sea

Her eyes are made of sunshine

And her lips are jelly sweet

You going to free me

You going to free me

You going to free free free free free yeah