Well I met her in a bar, the men with big guitars were playin'
And I listened with my ears but I couldn't hear what she was sayin'
And I guess she talked with her mind
But didn't want to seem too unkind so I just laughed
And kept my eyes peeled to the door
Wondering what I was there for

But it's alright, and it's alright
And it's alright, and it's alright
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night

Well I asked if she believed in Adam and in Eve, the fable
And I guess she would've given me an answer if only she was able
And she danced like a medicine man
Drew a crazy picture on my hand and told me
She wanted to change my point of view
Asked me where I was going to

But it's alright, and it's alright
And it's alright, and it's alright
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night

Well, she whispered in my ear, "We got to get us out of here to the country"
I asked her for a ride she took me aside she said, "Try me"

I thought I'm gonna wake pretty soon
In the middle of a Sunday afternoon just dreamin'
And it was warm in the back of her van
When she made me a real man

She made me cry
She made me cry
She made me cry
She made me cry

But it's alright, and it's alright
And it's alright, and it's alright
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night

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Writer(s): John Lawler