Brother Pele's in the back
Sweet Zina's in the front
Cruising down the freeway in the hot hot sun
Suddenly red blue lights flash us from behind
Loud voice booming, "Please, step out onto the line"
Pele preaches words of comfort, Zina hides her eyes
Policeman taps his shades, "Is that a Chevy 69?"
How bizarre
Destination unknown as we pull in for some gas
A freshly pasted poster reveals a smile from the past
Elephants and acrobats, lions, snakes, monkeys
Pele speaks, "Righteous"
Sister Zina says "Funky"
How bizarre
Ooh, baby
It's making me crazy
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
It's in my face
Ringmaster steps out, says, "The elephants left town"
People jump and jive and the clowns have stuck around
TV news and cameras, there's choppers in the sky
Marines, police, reporters ask wherefore and why
Pele yells, "We're out of here", Zina says, "Right on"
Making moves and starting grooves before they knew we were gone
Jumped into the Chevy, headed for big lights
Want to know the rest? Hey, buy the rights
How bizarre
Ooh, baby
It's making me crazy
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
It's in my face
It's in my face
Ooh, baby
It's making me crazy
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
It's in my face
Ooh, baby
It's making me crazy
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
Every time I look around
It's in my face
