Jackie o, don´t you know
Frank Sinatra and the Corleone
Said I´m gonna have to go it alone
Down in Texas where the buffalo roam

Sun is out I want some, wave hello to everyone
I´m surrounded by my friends,
Oh my god they´re gonna kill us all!

From above, from below WHOA! magic bullets
Look out
The top´s down, let´s roll
In the lincoln continental
I forgot which way to go
Let´s take a ride by the grassy knoll

Sun is out I want some, wave hello to everyone
I´m surrounded by my friends,
Oh my god they´re gonna kill us all!

From above, from below WHOA! magic bullets
Look out