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Desorientada

Carly Simon

Floundering

First she sees her hypnotist
When she rushes to her psychiatrist
She sees her acupuncturist
She's got to got to get fixed

Then she sees her scientologist
Gets fed by her nutritionist
She can not seem to resist
Seeking cosmic consciousness

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again

She swears by Jack La Lanne
Then she throws the I Ching again
She searches in the Himalayas
For someone to ease the pain

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again

She's looking for a cure
She does not know exactly what for

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again

She's into political activism
Reading up on Tibetan Buddism
Anna Freud's analysed her dreams
And she's hoarse from primal screams

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again

Desorientada

Primero ve a su hipnotizador
Cuando corre hacia su psiquiatra
Ve a su acupunturista
Tiene que, tiene que arreglarse

Luego ve a su cientólogo
Es alimentada por su nutricionista
No parece poder resistir
Buscando la conciencia cósmica

Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo
Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo

Jura por Jack La Lanne
Luego lanza el I Ching de nuevo
Busca en el Himalaya
A alguien que alivie el dolor

Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo
Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo

Busca una cura
No sabe exactamente para qué

Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo
Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo

Se mete en el activismo político
Investigando sobre el budismo tibetano
Anna Freud ha analizado sus sueños
Y está ronca de los gritos primales

Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo
Parece que está desorientada de nuevo
Parece estar desorientada de nuevo

Escrita por: Carly Simon