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You got me jumpin' like a cat strung up on a wire;

Waiting for the sandman to put me to sleep.

I got a no-show; take it slow, waiting for the whistle blow.

Nowhere job on a dead end street.

You ain't got a minute when the siren sounds;

Gotta get movin' to the underground.

But I gotta woman, gonna love me through the night,

Slippin' and slidin', and holding me tight.

Well, here it comes again, another Saturday night.

Pour another drink - I hope I make it home alright.

Oh boy, oh boy, gotta keep headin' for the state line.

Makin' time; gotta meet a friend of mine.

My old Ford runs fine I gotta say.

Got a new set of plugs; I wish the rain would go away.

A hundred U.F.O.'s by the Holiday Inn.

I should really go to sleep but, baby, here I go again.

Well, take me the hotel; no one's there, oh well.

Whatever happened to news on the radio?

Every little place in this little town

Looks like a bomb just leveled to the ground.

Drivin' through Jersey, headed for D.C.;

Look at all the boarded up factories.

All the kings men have a summerhouse in France,

But you and me live on the radiation ranch.