There's a destination a little up the road   From the habitations and the towns we know   A place we saw the lights turn low   The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow      Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts   Two turntables and a microphone   Bottles and cans just clap your hand just clap your hands      Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone   Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone   Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone   Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone      (take me home with my elevator bones!)   (that was a good drum break)      Pick yourself up off the side of the road   With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones   Members only hyponotizers   Move through the room like ambulance drivers   Shine your shoes with your microphone blues   Hirsutes with your parachute fruits   Passing the dutchie from coast to coast   Like my man Gary Wilson (rocks the most)      Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone   Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone      ( "What about those who swing both ways? AC-DC's?)      (Let's make it out baby)      Two turntables and a microphone   Two turntables and a microphone   Two turntables and a microphone   Two turntables and a microphone   Two turntables and a microphone   Two turntables and a microphone      (We're all part of the total syndrom)      Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone   Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone      Oh, dear me. Make-out City's a two-horse town   ( "That's beautiful, Dad.")      (Got my microphone....)   There's a destination a little up the road   From the habitations and the towns we know   A place we saw the lights turn low   The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow      Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts   Two turntables and a microphone   Bottles and cans and just clap your hands    And just clap your hands      Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone   Where it's at!   I got two turntables and a microphone      I got plastic on my mind   (make it out, baby)   yeah, yeah, yeah   let's make it out, baby   yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   (scream)   telephone plastic baby   ahh, so good   oh, yeah   let's play good