Well I’m here looking through an old picture frame / Just waiting for the perfect view
I hope something special will step in to my life / Another fine edition of you
A pin-up done in shades of blue
Sometimes you find a yearning for the quiet life, the country air and all its joys
But badgers couldn’t compensate at twice the price
for just another night with the boys oh yeah (and boys will be boys, will be boy-oy-oys )
They say love’s a gamble, hard to win, easy lose, and while sun shines you’d better make hay
So if life is your table and fate is the wheel, then let the chips fall where they may
In modern times the modern way . . .
And as I was drifting past the Lorelei, I heard those slinky sirens wail—whooo
So look out sailor when you hear them croon / you’ll never be the same again, oh no
Their crazy music drives you insane (this way): ♪♫♫ ♪♪♫ ♪♫♫ ♪♪♫
So love, leave me. do what you will; who knows what tomorrow might bring?
Learn from your mistakes is my only advice, and stay cool is still the main rule
Don’t play yourself for a fool / Too much cheesecake too soon !
Old money’s better than new… / No mention in the latest Tribune—
And don’t let this happen to you !
BEWARE, oh BEWARE the ANTI-TRAVOLTA !
By the way, that’s Satan playing the Moog and tambourine.
But JESUS blows them all away with his guitar lead.
So take THAT, forces of darkness.