Andy Fairweather Lowdon’t look back, that’ll get you nowherea wall to wall suit and space circus hairone step forward, one step backthat’s what happens and that’s a factto tell the truth, you raise up your handdon’t write me no invitations in the sandand when you talk, say what you meanjust keep it dry, lord, and keep it cleanwatch out for la booga roogasome you win and some you loosawatch out for la booga roogasome you win and some you loosaI don’t know why and I can’t explainwhy I’m lost on a street with no namebut that’s alright, that’s okayI just feel like I’m slipping awaysatellite mama, if you are nearhey, the party’s over, now just get me outa heresilent night, watch over mesee that nobody writes me into the dreamwatch out for la booga roogasome you win and some you loosawatch out for la booga roogasome you win and some you loosaI’m on fire, inside my headsomeone put out the lightand they sent the world to bedit’s not too late, but I just can’t stopI think this time I’m going over the tophey, mr. dogface, please let me insay, don’t you think that I’m worth rememberin’watch your step, watch what you do’cause you need me much more than I need youwatch out for la booga roogasome you win and some you loosawatch out for la booga roogasome you win and some you loosa
