She set your goldfish free
And now she's sighing
Blew out your pilot light
And made a wish
She doesn't have to have her db's records back now
But there's not a lot of things
That she'll take back

She wants to see you again
She wants to see you again
Slowly twisting in the wind
Twisting, twisting in the wind

She's not your satellite
She doesn't miss you
So turn off your smoke machine
And Marshall Stack
She doesn't have to have her Young Fresh Fellows tapes back now
But there's not a lot of things
That she'll take back

She wants to see you again
She wants to see you again
Slowly twisting in the wind
Twisting, twisting in the wind

She wants to see you again
She wants to see you again
Slowly twisting in the wind
Twisting, twisting in the wind