Golden Earring - Legalize Telepathy Lyrics
From the Albums:* Face it* Last blast of the centuryYou cook my brain in your favorite potYou fry my eggs till they're sizzlin' hotYou like to give it everythin' you gotand everythin's for free, everythin' for freeMake all the girls at the beauty parlorJump up and down and scream and hollerJust like a lapdog on a leash with a collarThat's what you're makin' me, that's what you make outta meI ain't no professor, I ain't got no degreebut I sure as hell know how to readthe little notes you keep sendin'The bottom line always gets to meWhat do you mean?Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathyLegalize, legalize, legalize telepathyYou always go where I wanna be goin'You always know what I wanna be knowin'You always do what I wanna be doin'now ain't that telepathy, with a capital E.S.P..?