We swing high, we swing low Never worry about a dull moment You're mine, I'm yours We fight while we know that we shouldn't Ten dollar, ten times On
Get out of my parlour, won't you Get out of my life Put on that crazy raincoat You're gonna need it tonight Get out of my parlour For I cut you with
You want different positions To keep your love-life successful And you want a happy ending With lots of stud potential Reliable and perpetual Without
I've been drivin' all night, My hand's wet on the wheel There's a voice in my head That drives my heel It's my baby callin', Says: I need you here And
(Somewhere in a lonely hotel room, There's a guy starting to realize That eternal fate has turned its back on him, It's two a.m...........) It's two
Eight miles high And when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than known Signs in the street That say where you're going Are somewhere, just