Polly and I went to the circus

Polly got hit with a rolling pin

We got even with the circus

We bought tickets but we didn't go in...



You won't like it here

When I first take you,

He's in the back doing his Father O'Riley for the cops.

But you'll like Woody

(He's hiding in the shed)

And we're going with him

I told my brother...

When the Police come

Don't say nothing

Don't say nothing

And the Police will go



Cuz they don't like it

When you beat them to the punch,

They don't like it

When you come in on a hunch.

And I've seen more dreams

Riding on his eyes,

Than a sure thing like

The Starry Skies,

And you'll like it when you find out what he's got

In the backyard,

By the parking lot.



Hey Baby, you're my favorite boy,

I think about you all the time.

And this garbage that you still employ,

Do they really pay for every line?



For the Juke Box Fury

Pounding in your soul,

Juke Box Fury tells them where to go,

Juke Box Fury pounding in your head,

Juke Box Fury every vvord we said when

We were younger

And they hurt us so,

But you never know...



You got a Juke Box.

You can make it even.



Look, I don't like it here.

This is trouble.

That guy keeps gettin'up.

That girl keeps goin'over to the phone

I'm going to talk to them

(You just watch me)

I'm going to tell them;

"I think you two look like you're ready to go.."

Put your foot right here.

D'you get it down all right, dear?

Well, put your foot right here...



Here, baby,

You're the one for me.

This must be Paradise.

She's never where yo