DAYLIGHT, SEE THE DEW ON A SUNFLOWER
AND A ROSE THAT IS FADING
ROSES WITHER AWAY
LIKE THE SUNFLOWER I YEARN TO TURN MY FACE TO THE DAWN
I AM WAITING FOR THE DAY
NOW OLD DEUTERONOMY, JUST BEFORE DAWN
THROUGH A SILENCE YOU FEEL YOU COULD CUT WITH A KNIFE
ANNOUNCES THE CAT WHO CAN NOW BE REBORN
AND COME BACK TO A DIFFERENT JELLICLE LIFE

MEMORY, TURN YOUR FACE TO THE MOONLIGHT
LET YOUR MEMORY LEAD YOU
OPEN UP, ENTER IN
IF YOU FIND THERE THE MEANING OF WHAT HAPPINESS IS
THEN A NEW LIFE WILL BEGIN

MEMORY, ALL ALONE IN THE MOONLIGHT
I CAN SMILE AT THE OLD DAYS
I WAS BEAUTIFUL THEN
I REMEMBER A TIME I KNEW WHAT HAPPINESS WAS
LET THE MEMORY LIVE AGAIN

BURNT OUT ENDS OF SMOKY DAYS
THE STALE COLD SMELL OF MORNING
THE STREETLAMP DIES, ANOTHER NIGHT IS OVER
ANOTHER DAY IS DAWNING

DAYLIGHT, I MUST WAIT FOR THE SUNRISE
I MUST THINK OF A NEW LIFE
AND I MUSTN'T GIVE IN
WHEN THE DAWN COMES TONIGHT WILL BE A MEMORY TOO
AND A NEW DAY WILL BEGIN

SUNLIGHT, THROUGH THE TREES IN SUMMER
ENDLESS MASQUERADING
LIKE A FLOWER AS THE DAWN IS BREAKING
THE MEMORY IS FADING

TOUGH ME, IT'S SO EASY TO LEAVE ME
ALL ALONE WITH THE MEMORY
OF MY DAYS IN THE SUN
IF YOU TOUCH ME YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPINESS IS
LOOK, A NEW DAY HAS BEGUN

MAMMARIES
LIKE THE ARTIFICIAL KIND.
BOUNCY SILICONE-Y MAMMARIES
NOT THE WAY THEY WERE.

SCATTERED PICTURES
OF THE SCARS ON YOUR BEHIND,
SCARS THAT LIFTED UP YOUR BUTTOCKS
FROM THE WAY THEY WERE.

CAN IT BE THAT YOUR FIGURE WAS SO AWFUL THEN
AND HAS SURGERY CHANGED EVERY LINE?
IF YOU HAD THE CASH TO DO IT ALL AGAIN,
TELL ME? WOULD YOU? COULD YOU?

MAMMARIES
MAY BE SURGICALLY ENHANCED
AND YOUR BACKSIDE MAY BE LIFTED
WE SIMPLY LOOK, ENTRANCED

SO IT'S THE SURGERY
WE WILL REMEMBER,
WHENEVER WE REMEMBER
THE WAY THEY WERE;
THE WAY THEY WERE.

We are the champions my friends

OH, THE SHARK, BABE, HAS SUCH TEETH, DEAR
AND IT SHOWS THEM PEARLY WHITE
JUST A JACKKNIFE HAS OLD MACHEATH, BABE
AND HE KEEPS IT, AH, OUT OF SIGHT
YA KNOW WHEN THAT SHARK BITES WITH HIS TEETH, BABE
SCARLET BILLOWS START TO SPREAD
FANCY GLOVES, OH, WEARS OLD MACHEATH, BABE
SO THERE’S NEVER, NEVER A TRACE OF RED

NOW ON THE SIDEWALK, HUH, HUH, WHOO SUNNY MORNING, UN HUH
LIES A BODY JUST OOZIN' LIFE, EEK
AND SOMEONE’S SNEAKIN' ‘ROUND THE CORNER
COULD THAT SOMEONE BE MACK THE KNIFE?

THERE'S A TUGBOAT, HUH, HUH, DOWN BY THE RIVER DONTCHA KNOW
WHERE A CEMENT BAG’S JUST A'DROOPPIN' ON DOWN
OH, THAT CEMENT IS JUST, IT'S THERE FOR THE WEIGHT, DEAR
FIVE'LL GET YA TEN OLD MACKY’S BACK IN TOWN
NOW D'JA HEAR ‘BOUT LOUIE MILLER? HE DISAPPEARED, BABE
AFTER DRAWIN' OUT ALL HIS HARD-EARNED CASH
AND NOW MACHEATH SPENDS JUST LIKE A SAILOR
COULD IT BE OUR BOY'S DONE SOMETHIN' RASH?

NOW JENNY DIVER, HO, HO, YEAH, SUKEY TAWDRY
OOH, MISS LOTTE LENYA AND OLD LUCY BROWN
OH, THE LINE FORMS ON THE RIGHT, BABE
NOW THAT MACKY’S BACK IN TOWN

I SAID JENNY DIVER, WHOA, SUKEY TAWDRY
LOOK OUT TO MISS LOTTE LENYA AND OLD LUCY BROWN
YES, THAT LINE FORMS ON THE RIGHT, BABE
NOW THAT MACKY’S BACK IN TOWN
LOOK OUT, OLD MACKY'S BACK!!

TWO ALL BEEF PATTIES,
SPECIAL SAUCE,
LETTUCE, CHEESE,
PICKLES, ONIONS,
ON A SESAME SEEDED BUN.

BOILED BEEF AND CARROTS, BOILED BEEF AND CARROTS,
THAT'S THE STUFF FOR YER DERBY KELL
KEEPS YOU FIT AND KEEPS YOU WELL.
DON'T LIVE LIKE VEGETARIANS ON FOOD THEY GIVE TO PARROTS.
FROM NOON TO NIGHT BLOW OUT YOUR KITE
ON BOILED BEEF AND CARROTS.

FOOD AROUND THE CORNER
FOOD AROUND THE CORNER
FOOD AROUND THE CORNER, FOR ME

NO MORE MEATLESS TUESDAYS
NO MORE MEATLESS TUESDAYS
NO MORE MEATLESS TUESDAYS, FOR ME

YOUR DEAD MEAT FROM FORMER DAYS
I AM YOUR CRISIS
BLUE ASBESTOS IN YOUR VEINS
I'M YOUR BROKEN FINGERS
I'VE KILLED YOU TWICE I WILL AGAIN
REVENGE IS EAGER
SEE FIRST YOU'LL CRASH THEN YOU'LL BURN

DOROTHY DIED FOR YOUR PLEASURE
IT'S HARD TO GET ALONG IN THIS CAR CRASH WEATHER
YOUR DEAD MEAT
YOUR DEAD MEAT
YOUR DEAD MEAT

THESE WORDS HE SPEAKS ARE TRUE, WE'RE ALL HUMANARY STEW IF,
WE DON'T PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE BLACK WIDOW.
THE HORROR THAT HE BRINGS, THE HORROR OF HIS STING,
THE UNHOLIEST OF KINGS, THE BLACK WIDOW.
OUR MINDS WILL BE HIS TOY,
AND EVERY GIRL AND BOY WILL LEARN TO BE EMPLOYED BY THE BLACK WIDOW.

LOVE HIM, YES, WE LOVE HIM, LOVE HIM, YES, WE LOVE HIM.

HE SITS UPON HIS THRONE AND PICKS AT ALL THE BONES OF HIS,
HUSBANDS AND HIS WIVES HE'S DEVOURED.
HE STARES WITH A GLEAM, WITH A LAUGH SO OBSCENE,
AT THE VIRGINS AND THE CHILDREN HE'S DEFLOWERED.

LOVE HIM, YES, WE LOVE HIM, LOVE HIM, YES, WE LOVE HIM.

OUR THOUGHTS ARE HOT AND CRAZED, OUR BRAINS ARE WEBBED IN HAZE,
OF MINDLESS SENSELESS DAZE, THE BLACK WIDOW.
THESE WORDS HE SPEAKS ARE TRUE, WE'RE ALL HUMANARY STEW,
IF WE DON'T PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE BLACK WIDOW.

LA CALINA PÚRPURA ESTABA EN MI CEREBRO,
COSAS NO SE PARECE ÚLTIMAMENTE IGUAL,
ACTINIA ' DIVERTIDA PERO NO SÉ PORQUÉ
'SCUSE YO MIENTRAS QUE BESO EL CIELO.

LA CALINA PÚRPURA TODO ALREDEDOR,
NO SABE SI ESTOY VINIENDO PARA ARRIBA O ABAJO.
¿SOY FELIZ O EN MISERIA?
LO QUE ES, ESA MUCHACHA PUSO UN ENCANTO EN MÍ.

LA CALINA PÚRPURA ESTABA EN MIS OJOS,
NO SABE SI ES DÍA O NOCHE,
USTED ME TIENE EL SOPLAR, SOPLAR MI MENTE
ES ÉL MAÑANA O APENAS FINALES DEL TIEMPO?

NARRATOR: "LARRY WILL BE PERFORMING THE TRADITIONAL ARGENTINIAN BALLAD, 'THE DANCE OF THE CUCUMBER,' IN IT'S ORIGINAL SPANISH. BOB THE TOMATO WILL TRANSLATE."

LARRY: "MIREN AL PEPINO"
BOB: "WATCH THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "MIREN COMO SE MUEVE"
BOB: "SEE HOW HE MOVES"

LARRY: "COMO UN LEON"
BOB: "LIKE A LION"

LARRY: "TRAS UN RATON."
BOB: "CHASING A MOUSE."

LARRY: "MIREN AL PEPINO"
BOB: "WATCH THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "SUS SUAVES MOVIMIENTOS"
BOB: "OH, HOW SMOOTH HIS MOTION"

LARRY: "TAL COMO MANTEQUILLA"
BOB: "LIKE BUTTER"

LARRY: "EN UN CHANGO PELON."
BOB: "ON A ... BALD MONKEY."

LARRY: "MIREN AL PEPINO"
BOB: "LOOK AT THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "LOS VEGETALES"
BOB: "ALL THE VEGETABLES"

LARRY: "ENVIDIAN A SU AMIGO"
BOB: "ENVY THEIR FRIEND"

LARRY: "COMO EL QUIEREN BAILAR"
BOB: "WISHING TO DANCE AS HE"

LARRY: "PEPINO BAILARIN, PEPINO BAILARIN, PEPINO BAILARIN"
BOB: "DANCING CUCUMBER, DANCING CUCUMBER, DANCING CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "BAILA, BAILA, YA!"
BOB: "DANCE, DANCE, YEAH!"

LARRY: "MIREN AL TOMATE"
BOB: "LOOK AT THE TOMATO"

LARRY: "¿NO ES TRISTE?"
BOB: "ISN'T IT SAD?"

LARRY: "EL NO PUEDE BAILAR."
BOB: "HE CAN'T DANCE."

LARRY: "¡POBRE TOMATE!"
BOB: "POOR TOMATO!"

LARRY: "EL DESERÍA PODER BAILAR"
BOB: "HE WISHES HE COULD DANCE"

LARRY: "COMO EL PEPINO"
BOB: "LIKE THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "LIBRE Y SUAVEMENTE."
BOB: "FREE AND SMOOTH."

LARRY: "PERO EL NO PUEDE DANZAR."
BOB: "BUT HE CAN'T ... OKAY! STOP THE MUSIC! WHAT DO YA MEAN I CAN'T DANCE? I CAN DANCE! WHAT ABOUT UNCLE LOUIE'S POLKA PARTY? DIDN'T YOU SEE ME DANCING AT UNCLE LOUIE'S POLKA PARTY?"

LARRY: "NO COMPRENDO."

BOB: "NO COMPRENDO? I'LL SHOW YOU 'NO COMPRENDO'!"

JUNIOR: "MOM! DAD! LOOK OVER HERE! GET A PICTURE OF ME NEXT TO THE CUCUMBER IN AUTHENTIC ARGENTINIAN GARB!"

DAD: "OKAY, JUNIOR. BUT WE'D BETTER HURRY - I THINK THE DWARVES HAVE YOUR MOTHER CONFUSED WITH SOMEONE ELSE! SAY 'PEAS!'"

ALL: "PEAS!"

LARRY: "ESCUCHEN AL PEPINO"
BOB: "LISTEN TO THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "OIGAN SU VOZ FUERTE"
BOB: "HEAR HIS STRONG VOICE"

LARRY: "COMO UN LEON"
BOB: "LIKE A LION"

LARRY: "LISTO A DEVORAR."
BOB: "ABOUT TO EAT."

LARRY: "ESCUCHEN AL PEPINO"
BOB: "LISTEN TO THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "QUE DULCE ES SU CANTO"
BOB: "OH HOW SWEET HIS VOICE"

LARRY: "LA VOZ DE SU GARGANTA PARECE UN TRINAR."
BOB: "THE BREATH FROM HIS THROAT IS LIKE A CHORUS OF LITTLE BIRDIES."

LARRY: "ESCUCHEN AL PEPINO"
BOB: "LISTEN TO THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "LOS VEGETALES"
BOB: "ALL THE VEGETABLES"

LARRY: "ENVIDIAN A SU AMIGO"
BOB: "ENVY THEIR FRIEND"

LARRY: "COMO EL QUIEREN CANTAR."
BOB: "WISHING TO SING AS HE."

LARRY: "PEPINO CANTADOR, PEPINO CANTADOR, PEPINO CANTADOR"
BOB: "SINGING CUCUMBER, SINGING CUCUMBER, SINGING CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "CANTA, CANTA, YA!"
BOB: "SING, SING, YEAH!"

LARRY: "ESCUCHEN AL TOMATE"
BOB: "LISTEN TO THE TOMATO"

LARRY: "¿NO ES TRISTE?"
BOB: "ISN'T IT SAD?"

LARRY: "EL NO PUEDE CANTAR."
BOB: "HE CAN'T SING."

LARRY: "POBRE TOMATE."
BOB: "POOR TOMATO."

LARRY: "EL DESERÍA PODER CANTAR"
BOB: "HE WISHES HE COULD SING"

LARRY: "FUERTE Y DULCE COMO EL PEPINO"
BOB: "STRONG AND SWEET LIKE THE CUCUMBER"

LARRY: "PERO NO PUEDE ..."
BOB: "BUT HE CAN'T ..."

LARRY: "¡NI SIQUIERA DA UN SILBIDO!"
BOB: "CAN'T EVEN ... WHISTLE! ALL RIGHT! THAT'S IT SENOR! COME OVER HERE AND LET ME SING YOU A SONG!"

LARRY: "ADIOS, AMIGOS!"

NARRATOR: "THIS HAS BEEN SILLY SONGS WITH LARRY. TUNE IN NEXT TIME TO HEAR LARRY SING ..."

LARRY: "BOB IS REALLY ANGRY! I HOPE HE DOESN'T CATCH ME! IT'S SO HARD TO RUN WITH THIS SOMBRERO ON MY HEAD!"

CHORUS:
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
ON THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE, UNDER CAPTAIN KIRK.
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
BOLDLY GOING FORWARD, 'CAUSE WE CAN'T FIND REVERSE.

LT. UHURA, REPORT!

UHURA:
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW.
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW, JIM.

ANALYSIS, MR. SPOCK!

SPOCK:
IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT.
IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT, CAPTAIN.

UHURA:
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW.
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW, JIM.

CHORUS:
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
ON THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE, UNDER CAPTAIN KIRK.
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
BOLDLY GOING FORWARD, STILL CAN'T FIND REVERSE.

MEDICAL UPDATE, DOCTOR MCCOY

MCCOY:
IT'S WORSE THAN THAT, HE'S DEAD, JIM.
DEAD, JIM.
DEAD, JIM.
IT'S WORSE THAN THAT, HE'S DEAD, JIM.
DEAD, JIM, DEAD.

SPOCK:
IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT.
IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT, CAPTAIN.

UHURA:
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW.
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW, JIM!

STARSHIP CAPTAIN, JAMES T. KIRK

KIRK:
AH! WE COME IN PEACE, SHOOT TO KILL,
SHOOT TO KILL,
SHOOT TO KILL.
WE COME IN PEACE, SHOOT TO KILL,
SHOOT TO KILL, MA'AM

MCCOY:
IT'S WORSE THAN THAT, HE'S DEAD, JIM.
DEAD, JIM.
DEAD, JIM.
IT'S WORSE THAN THAT, HE'S DEAD, JIM.
DEAD, JIM, DEAD.

SPOCK:
WELL, IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT.
IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT, CAPTAIN.

UHURA:
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW.
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
SCRAPE THEM OFF, JIM!

CHORUS:
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
ON THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE, UNDER CAPTAIN KIRK!
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
BOLDLY GOING FORWARD, AND THINGS ARE GETTING WORSE!

ENGINE ROOM, MISTER SCOTT

SCOTTY:
YE CANNA CHANGE THE LAWS OF PHYSICS,
LAWS OF PHYSICS,
LAWS OF PHYSICS!
YE CANNA CHANGE THE LAWS OF PHYSICS,
LAWS OF PHYSICS, JIM.

KIRK:
AH, WE COME IN PEACE, SHOOT TO KILL,
SHOOT TO KILL,
SHOOT TO KILL!
WE COME IN PEACE, SHOOT TO KILL,
SCOTTY, BEAM ME UP!

MCCOY:
IT'S WORSE THAN THAT, HE'S DEAD, JIM!
DEAD, JIM!
DEAD, JIM!
IT'S WORSE THAN THAT, HE'S DEAD, JIM!
DEAD, JIM, DEAD!

SPOCK:
WELL, IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT.
IT'S LIFE, JIM, BUT NOT AS WE KNOW IT,
NOT AS WE KNOW IT, CAPTAIN.

UHURA:
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW.
THERE'S KLINGONS ON THE STARBOARD BOW,
STARBOARD BOW, JIM!

SCOTTY: YE CANNA CHANGE THE SCRIPT, JIM! UP TA YOU, JIMMY!

MCCOY: IT'S WORSE THAN THAT, IT'S PHYSICS, JIM!

KIRK: BRIDGE TO ENGINE ROOM, WARP FACTOR NINE!

SCOTTY: ACH! IF I GIVE 'ER ANY MORE SHE'LL BLOW, CAPTAIN!

(BOOM!)

CHORUS:
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
ON THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE, UNDER CAPTAIN KIRK!
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
BOLDLY GOING FORWARD, 'CAUSE WE CAN'T FIND REVERSE!

STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
ON THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE, UNDER CAPTAIN KIRK!
STAR TREKKIN', ACROSS THE UNIVERSE,
BOLDLY GOING FORWARD, STILL CAN'T FIND REVERSE!

TRUCKIN' GOT MY CHIPS CASHED IN. KEEP TRUCKIN', LIKE THE DO-DAH MAN
TOGETHER, MORE OR LESS IN LINE, JUST KEEP TRUCKIN' ON.

ARROWS OF NEON AND FLASHING MARQUEES OUT ON MAIN STREET.
CHICAGO, NEW YORK, DETROIT AND IT'S ALL ON THE SAME STREET.
YOUR TYPICAL CITY INVOLVED IN A TYPICAL DAYDREAM
HANG IT UP AND SEE WHAT TOMORROW BRINGS.

DALLAS, GOT A SOFT MACHINE; HOUSTON, TOO CLOSE TO NEW ORLEANS;
NEW YORK'S GOT THE WAYS AND MEANS; BUT JUST WON'T LET YOU BE, OH NO.

MOST OF THE CAST THAT YOU MEET ON THE STREETS SPEAK OF TRUE LOVE,
MOST OF THE TIME THEY'RE SITTIN' AND CRYIN' AT HOME.
ONE OF THESE DAYS THEY KNOW THEY BETTER GET GOIN'
OUT OF THE DOOR AND DOWN ON THE STREETS ALL ALONE.

TRUCKIN', LIKE THE DO-DAH MAN. ONCE TOLD ME "YOU'VE GOT TO PLAY YOUR HAND"
SOMETIMES YOUR CARDS AIN'T WORTH A DIME, IF YOU DON'T LAY'EM DOWN,

SOMETIMES THE LIGHT'S ALL SHININ' ON ME;
OTHER TIMES I CAN BARELY SEE.
LATELY IT OCCURS TO ME WHAT A LONG, STRANGE TRIP IT'S BEEN.

WHAT IN THE WORLD EVER BECAME OF SWEET JANE?
SHE LOST HER SPARKLE, YOU KNOW SHE ISN'T THE SAME
LIVIN' ON REDS, VITAMIN C, AND COCAINE,
ALL A FRIEND CAN SAY IS "AIN'T IT A SHAME?"

TRUCKIN', UP TO BUFFALO. BEEN THINKIN', YOU GOT TO MELLOW SLOW
TAKES TIME, YOU PICK A PLACE TO GO, AND JUST KEEP TRUCKIN' ON.

SITTIN' AND STARIN' OUT OF THE HOTEL WINDOW.
GOT A TIP THEY'RE GONNA KICK THE DOOR IN AGAIN
I'D LIKE TO GET SOME SLEEP BEFORE I TRAVEL,
BUT IF YOU GOT A WARRANT, I GUESS YOU'RE GONNA COME IN.

BUSTED, DOWN ON BOURBON STREET, SET UP, LIKE A BOWLIN' PIN.
KNOCKED DOWN, IT GET'S TO WEARIN' THIN. THEY JUST WON'T LET YOU BE, OH NO.

YOU'RE SICK OF HANGIN' AROUND AND YOU'D LIKE TO TRAVEL;
GET TIRED OF TRAVELIN' AND YOU WANT TO SETTLE DOWN.
I GUESS THEY CAN'T REVOKE YOUR SOUL FOR TRYIN',
GET OUT OF THE DOOR AND LIGHT OUT AND LOOK ALL AROUND.

SOMETIMES THE LIGHT'S ALL SHININ' ON ME;
OTHER TIMES I CAN BARELY SEE.
LATELY IT OCCURS TO ME WHAT A LONG, STRANGE TRIP IT'S BEEN.

TRUCKIN', I'M A GOIN' HOME. WHOA WHOA BABY, BACK WHERE I BELONG,
BACK HOME, SIT DOWN AND PATCH MY BONES, AND GET BACK TRUCKIN' ON.
HEY NOW GET BACK TRUCKIN' HOME.

DO YOU CURSE WHERE YOU COME FROM,
DO YOU SWEAR IN THE NIGHT
WILL IT MEAN MUCH TO YOU
IF I TREAT YOU RIGHT.
DO YOU LIKE WHAT YOU'RE DOING,
WOULD YOU DO IT SOME MORE
OR WILL YOU STOP ONCE AND WONDER
WHAT YOU'RE DOING IT FOR.
HEY SLOW JANE, MAKE SENSE
SLOW, SLOW, JANE, CROSS THE FENCE.

DO YOU FEEL LIKE A REMNANT
OF SOMETHING THAT'S PAST
DO YOU FIND THINGS ARE MOVING
JUST A LITTLE TOO FAST.
DO YOU HOPE TO FIND NEW WAYS
OF QUENCHING YOUR THIRST,
DO YOU HOPE TO FIND NEW WAYS
OF DOING BETTER THAN YOUR WORST.
HEY SLOW JANE, LET ME PROVE
SLOW, SLOW JANE, WE'RE ON THE MOVE.

DO IT FOR YOU,
SURE THAT YOU WOULD DO THE SAME FOR ME ONE DAY.
SO TRY TO BE TRUE,
EVEN IF IT'S ONLY IN YOUR HAZEY WAY.

CAN YOU TELL IF YOU'RE MOVING
WITH NO MIRROR TO SEE,
IF YOU'RE JUST RIDING A NEW MAN
LOOKS A LITTLE LIKE ME.
IS IT ALL SO CONFUSING,
IS IT HARD TO BELIEVE
WHEN THE WINTER IS COMING
CAN YOU SIGN UP AND LEAVE.
HEY SLOW JANE, LIVE YOUR LIE
SLOW, SLOW JANE, FLY ON BY.