Mr. Jukebox

girls in the corner

are they having fun

conversations

`bout clothes and make-up

that's not my topic

though they're looking tropical

but the tape in my pocket

would make them dance

is this your party?

oh my god

this is my advice now

hey Mister jukebox

play that song for me (altern. wanna hear that song from you)

don't be a jokebox

just push play and you will see (if you don't play it, then you won't see)

the party's over

before it started

and everybody

regrets the bus fare

you just plug your cables

start turning your tables

but as far as I see

this ain't the mood that it used to be

I'll keep on waiting for you

I'll keep on waiting for you

to realize, to hear the shouts and cries

that's not what I spoil my blue suede shoes for…