Writers: Andy Fairweather Low



don't look back, that'll get you nowhere

a wall to wall suit and space circus hair

one step forward, one step back

that's what happens and that's a fact



to tell the truth, you raise up your hand

don't write me no invitations in the sand

and when you talk, say what you mean

just keep it dry, lord, and keep it clean



watch out for la booga rooga

some you win and some you loosa

watch out for la booga rooga

some you win and some you loosa



I don't know why and I can't explain

why I'm lost on a street with no name

but that's alright, that's okay

I just feel like I'm slipping away

satellite mama, if you are near

hey, the party's over, now just get me outa here

silent night, watch over me

see that nobody writes me into the dream



watch out for la booga rooga

some you win and some you loosa

watch out for la booga rooga

some you win and some you loosa



I'm on fire, inside my head

someone put out the light

and they sent the world to bed

it's not too late, but I just can't stop

I think this time I'm going over the top

hey, mr. dogface, please let me in

say, 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 you



watch out for la booga rooga

some you win and some you loosa

watch out for la booga rooga

some you win and some you loosa