Heather Russell - Me Myself Rita

Telephone rang in the middle of the night
I picked the phone up, but there was no sound
Me, Myself Rita
Is a lonely and curious girl

When I was looking through my book
A found a page and it became a destiny
Yippee, born from a hippie

So free to fly
Free to taste the sunshine in your eyes
Free to fly
Free to taste the sunshine in your eyes Taking my ride to my own adventures side
I thought I saw a face that brang me my grace
Me, Myself Rita
Is alive and I'm doing just fine

Taking time and making this right
Oh, Me, Myself and Rita
Me, Myself Rita
Is a lonely and curious girl

Free to fly
Free to taste the sunshine in your eyes
Oh free to fly
Free to taste the sunshine in your eyes

Telephone rang in the middle of the night
I picked the phone up, but there was no sound
Me, Myself Rita
Is a lonely and curious girl
Me, Myself Rita
Is a lonely and curious girl