It's there inside my carburetor,
you'll find my pretty kaleidoscope
with patterns like a pretty palace
made the way my imaginary friend
wanted to make it

And I paid him a million dollars, too.

It's there inside my carburetor,
you'll find the building blocks I
always wanted
('cause you heard me beg for it
a million times)
with colors so purdy it made you
jealous

And I paid me a million dollars, too.

It's there inside my carburetor,
all the things that make you think
of me
the second you decide to take a look in that direction

But I can't say I'll pay you a million dollars, too.