Revolving Dora

Oh yeahRevolving
DoraHits the floor alone again
See her spinning, see her grinning at her imaginary friends
Shes in her own rotating world
Theres something blurry about that girl
Oh yeahAnd shes turning out to be
Immune to gravity
Shes a lot like you
Not much like me
Oh yeahRevolving
Dora Seems so sure about it all
She knows the score
So long before the morning papers make the call
And shes searching around the dial
For a song thatll make her smile
And shes turning out to be
Immune to gravity
And I dont know the degree
Of her grip on reality
But she sure has got a hold on me
Oh yeah