Livin' in the car, make it to the bar 

We'll meet up with the guys who 

Make love to Barbara Striesand 

Then we'll all split the scene 

Make it like a dream 

West Side Brighton, or we're just ridin' 

Turn on the chicks and then we'll blow our kicks 

And we'll fly high 

Boppin' and shoppin' and makin' it in West One 

See ya later, alligator, throw away your Zip Gun 

Dance instead of walking, feel like I'm the best one 

Smokin' charges and ridin' barges, cutting out high strung 

Sleeping on the beaches and make like a teacher 

Turned on beggar, say he's a rockin' preacher 

Steeling or feeling and make like a rocker 

Then you'll fly high 

Met her in the corner [?], King jiving on the sidwalk 

Intellectual put down all I wanna do is talk 

Chelsea cats groovin' and provin' that they're all men 

Callin' up your lost baby, shoutin' out "Remember when.." 

On a scene with the guys, see the paintings in their eyes 

Driving through the crazy night 

Looking for a chick to fight 

Had a seed and made a veil [?] 

Blew some smoke and leave a trail 

And fly high 

I'm wearin' shades and diggin' spades 

I'm takin' in the night life 

Crazy Sally in the alley, playing with a filck-knife 

Met a chick, got a flat 

Got a cat with one leg 

I bought a Jeep, nice and cheap 

For cutting out right now 

Made it to the sea, just the chick, the cat, and me 

everybody's laughing 'cos the Jeep's cost money 

Nice and easy baby said, come and sit down with me 

And we'll fly hiiiiigh.