Hey Lolita, hey I know what the boys want, I'm not gonna play Whistle all you want but I'm not gonna say Never was in love, skipping heart beats with the boys downtown Just you and me feelin the heat beatin when the sun goes down Kiss me in the d.a.r.k.

The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

Turn the key, turn the volume up to loud Roll right, roll every window down Let the whole block know what this is about That beat is hot This is how it goes Welcome one and all to the show

La-la, how the life goes on Ob la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra Ob-la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones Happy ever after in the

The sound of my heart The beat goes on and on and on and on and You make me feel good Come on to me, come on to me now Boom boom boom clap You're picture perfect blue Sunbathing on the moon Stars shining as your bones illuminate

Oh sing your favorite song Left to tears Dreams it goes and then on And as it broke there was one And so the story goes on'n'on Come women if your life beats Those we buried with the house keys Smoke and feather where the fields are Green from here to

Palms to the sky We rise tonight I feel it, and I feel it, and I feel fe-feel it This goes radioactive Drop the ball, let me feel the beat (Hey, take a look at you) You, you, you, you and I

Come on and let it out Before you run away from me The beat goes round and round Jigsaws falling into place Wish away the nightmare You've got a light you can feel it on your back Just as you take my hand Just as you write my number down Just as the

Oh sing your favorite song Left to tears Dreams it goes and then on And as it broke there was one And so the story goes on'n'on Come women if your life beats Those we buried with the house keys Smoke and feather where the fields are Green from here to

La-la, how the life goes on Ob la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra Ob-la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones Happy ever after in the