Get up late the birds don't wait for anyone If your running fast the birds goes past too bad You get to work you feel a jerk the boss is mad He says
When you gaze right into your crystal ball, show me what you see Here in that piece of glass can't turn you on, it ain't made to love me And when you
Ginny Ginny Ginny Woh Every Saturday she spends the night on the tiles Every Sunday morning never early to rise Back to work on Monday with the sleep
Don't waste your time, a-honey, don't waste your time You're getting caught up on a merry-go-round And I know you like the feeling going up, going down
You'd better hold on to your hats now Gonna stay gonna stay all night alright You'd better hold on to your hats now Gonna play gonna play all night alright
We gonna do a little bit of rock 'n' roll ... yeah I went-a out on the floor when they played number one My rock 'n' roll baby was sure having fun
I get strange exotic dreams With some strange erotic scenes Gonna sleep all day I get notions by the score Most of them against the law Do them anyway
Lemme love into you, lemme lemme love into you Lemme take you, lemme me make you, let me give you love Lemme give you something, lemme lemme give you
Backing vocals Baby got it ooh ooh she got it Baby got it ooh ooh she got it Well maybe you think you're Harlow Lana Turner or the Hedy Lamarr Well
Roll it on roll it on Old Funny Farm ain't no home Joe was sittin' there on his own sittin there a pissin', missin' all the kissin' wishin' that he
your radio, turn on TV8F on your stereo Turn on a TV show, in multi-colour 65 video It's a computer age, now it's the silicon place Returning to base
With her one track mind With her one track mind She was a hooked on two track stereo With her one track mind woh-ho-oh Well she always had lousy timing
We were leaving L.A. airport Me and Midland's misery On an early morning plane flight out To some radio XYZ Was a 1950's prob job That had seen much
