So lonely was the ballad   Harmonica man Sam was so knackered after jives of love   He puts on the gloves and then puts on his hat   Then it's home to the missus who sits on his tongue      Selfish sons with their packs of cigarettes   Forking out two take your girl with the ticket   Sometimes sane other times not with it   Standing at the picket, man your hands they?re freezing      Girls with their pearls on the flex of Monroe   It's an half g blow Marilyn?s gone loco   Navaho, hi ho silver   Hey ho, let's go dancing with the average joes      We talk with their fists and argue with their friends   Always take the piss but they?re loyal in the end   But watch out 'cause they?ll steal your girlfriend   Take her 'round the back; she'll come back limping      Girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss   Crying out sighs but they?re still looking dangerous   Oh, this is definitely all for you   Living life in the fast lane and a   Give it up when you got no game, well, oh   Oh, this is definitely all for you      So remember when you choke there's a reason being   We leaving the town 'cause we ain't been believing   Blowing up smoke from the lungs to the ceiling   Making sure nightmares turn up when you're dreaming      We all good, we can bounce this way   On the mike everyday, kicking up the country, oh   Good time in the old city   Who listening and who wants more?      'Cause the girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss   Crying out sighs and they?re still looking dangerous   Oh, this is definitely all for you   Living life in the fast lane and a   Give it up when you got no game   I said, ?Oh, this is definitely all for you?      And how it was they noticed   How the panic times subsided after listening to this tape   So, we would appreciate your feedback      People who have panic attacks   Often feel that they should be able to deal with them   And indeed the resources you need are already within you   It's just that sometimes the appropriate responses   To a particular situation are not immediately accessible      Some of them said you never made the cut   And young son break away wanna be older   Sober as a judge as the door slammed shut   Three bags full and a yes for the no sir      Say as you leave them, "Get up and go, go"   Say, "Hello, showaddy waddy wa wo wo"   There's never been a better way   Than getting right out of this town on Monday      Well, I still wear my old tap shoes, they fit   You and me looked twelve years old back   When I was ten whilst boozy Suzie   Got woozy with a hoozy, advantage taken      If I ever see again that chaperon   Get kicked in the teeth by street-done tone   Well, her dress is ripped and her shoes are soaking   One step, three back, drinking potion      Girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss   Crying out sighs and they?re still looking dangerous   Oh, this is definitely all for you   Living life in the fast lane and a   Give it up when you got no game   Well oh, this is definitely all for you