DODGER BLUE EYES
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She got me wondering today
When she drove up in her electric blue car
She's got that bumper sticker "Think Blue"
And one from some Albuquerque university
The diamond on the field's
Reflecting in her eyes
No diamond on her finger, no sir
Much to my surprise
She walks into the elevator
Batting those Dodger blue eyes
She smiles at me and simply says "Floor 3"
I push the button labeled "Opportunity"
The diamond on the field's
Reflecting in her eyes
No diamond on her finger, no sir
And I'm mesmerized
We're both riding this elevator
(Going up, going up)
Feel like I’m swimming in wine
I'd better ask sooner than later
(Batter up, batter up)
Shortly I’ll run out of time . . .
I can't believe my eyes, my ears, my mind
This woman she has vanished in thin air
I slowly leave the elevator
Then laughing at me
With two tickets
She is standing there
We're gonna be at the game
Gonna cheer, do the wave
Not a cloud in the skies
Just the blue in her eyes
She's got Dodger blue eyes
She's got Dodger blue eyes
Written by Scott Wheatley,
Sean Wheatley, Dave Herzberg
Scott Wheatley: vocals, guitar, bass, synth
Sean Wheatley: drums
DODGER BLUE EYES
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Written by Scott Wheatley,
Sean Wheatley, Dave Herzberg
Scott Wheatley: vocals, guitar, bass, synth
Sean Wheatley: drums
She got me wondering today
When she drove up in her electric blue car
She's got that bumper sticker "Think Blue"
And one from some Albuquerque university
The diamond on the field's
Reflecting in her eyes
No diamond on her finger, no sir
Much to my surprise
She walks into the elevator
Batting those Dodger blue eyes
She smiles at me and simply says "Floor 3"
I push the button labeled "Opportunity"
The diamond on the field's
Reflecting in her eyes
No diamond on her finger, no sir
And I'm mesmerized
We're both riding this elevator
(Going up, going up)
Feel like I’m swimming in wine
I'd better ask sooner than later
(Batter up, batter up)
Shortly I’ll run out of time . . .
I can't believe my eyes, my ears, my mind
This woman she has vanished in thin air
I slowly leave the elevator
Then laughing at me
With two tickets
She is standing there
We're gonna be at the game
Gonna cheer, do the wave
Not a cloud in the skies
Just the blue in her eyes
She's got Dodger blue eyes
She's got Dodger blue eyes