(You can't do this to me anymore!)
You stepped out of a silver van
Driven by a rainbow man
You said your name was Mary Anne
The coolest plan you had at hand
A rose among the garbage cans
Looking grand and slightly tanned
Your hair was dancing to the jam
A February marching band
You can't do this to me anymore,
You can't do this to me anymore!
Looking for that saving grace,
I find you tricky to erase
Don't know what I see in space
It might well be a hiding place
I can't stay in, I won't get out
Every notion seems to shout
Running blind into the chase
No chance I will forget your face
You can't do this to me anymore,
You can't do this to me anymore!
You can't do this to me anymore,
You can't do this to me anymore!