Her weave is unearthly of nothing in this world Her weave is unearthly of nothing compares I think I'll lose myself, so she can find me I think I'll lose myself In her Lucille it's supernatural In her Lucille it's Oz Absence makes the heart grow fonder Fond within that boogie box Her Lucille is supernatural Her Lucille No sooner with her, I'm here She weaves an unending without I couldn't be She weaves unrelenting of nothing to fear I think I'll lose myself, so she can find me I think I'll lose myself In her Lucille it's supernatural In her Lucille it's Oz Absence makes the heart grow fonder Fond within that boogie box Her Lucille is supernatural Her Lucille No sooner with her, I'm here So weave me a sunder of nothing in this world So weave me a sunder of nothing to lose In her Lucille it's supernatural In her Lucille it's Oz Absence makes the heart grow fonder Fond within that boogie box Her Lucille is supernatural Her Lucille No sooner with her, I'm here