this indian girl walks out into traffic
the traffic stops then she's causing havoc and
then roll up the windows dial the cellphone
get the cops to get out here i just want to get home
she says do you remember buffalo?
the dumb white people they all say do you mean neil young springfield?
she says no, and cleveland isn't the home of indians
not even eskimos it feels like you just don't want to know
she says take me around dance me outside
show me a place where we might hide
what i want then i'm afraid
that you can't afford to buy
this indian girl spinning like a toy top
her hair spreads out like fire and
its like she just can't stop and then the cops come
donut guard state car rolling up along the side
with the fire lanterns burning the sirens opened wide
and they say excuse me little miss its time to take this home
and they try to get her address she says sorry i don't have one its only
we and the feeding fields look where you are
she kicks at the hem of her skirt and on go the cars
she says take me around dance me outside
show me a place where we might hide
what i want then i'm afraid that you can't afford to buy
this indian girl feeling cold and tired
wouldn't mind some help then but the cars go by its no wonder
why all they want to do is go and get away