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That Jackie she's as roller coaster

She'll throw you off the track

She takes you for a ride

And leaves you just like that

She says she's going places

If only it were true

She just goes round in circles

Trying to make her dreams come true

Henry he's a butman

Contradicting everything he says

Never getting to the point

Just wasting away his days

Had a job in Pasadena

Got lost along the way

Now he's holed up in Montana

Waiting for a better day

What it all comes down to

When you see the light

Is everybody's got the right

To be exactly what they like

Michelle she's a rowboat

And she sails amongst the stars

Her head's all full of cotton candy,

Coke and candy bars

She dreams of distant shores

As she's gliding through the night

She likes to make love to Bob Marley

When she's higher than a kite

And Jan well he's a legman

Mostly legs and not much heart

Not much body not much brass

Mostly wasted & torn apart

If you can roll it he can smoke it

He mostly listens to the dead

Hasn't had a job in years

It's hard to get him out of bed

Billy's he's a cannonball

Rips right through the crowd

He's got bulletproof immunity

He says, "look who's laughing now"

But he sounds just like a doberman

And dresses like a superstar

He's forgotten what his dreams were made of

But he drives a fancy car

Chala she's a lollipop

A sweet & sticky mess

She doesn't give a damn though

And she always does her best

To walk the straight and narrow

When she wants to get her way

She's all perfume, smiles and ice cold

Seven-up and tanqueray