She was standing smoking counting stolen change,   Don't someone have the guts to complain?   Said "superman, I'm a big fan,   Let's get something straight,   Well you don't have the guts to complain"   Now your son's coming out to play   Your son's coming out to play      When you're on your own   Standing by the phone   We should get together   Got a supermarket stance   Just taking it hand-in-hand   We should get together   Just think of the life you'll save   Not stuck in your early grave   We should get together      I saw you standing smoking counting stolen change   But I don't have the guts to complain   Well I picked you up, got mixed up with you,   That's ok   'Cos now I've got the guts to complain   And now your son's coming out to play   Your son's coming out to play      When you're on your own   Standing by the phone   We should get together   Got a supermarket stance   Just taking it hand-in-hand   We should get together   Just think of the life you'll save   Not stuck in your early grave   We should get together