How Bizarre

Brother Pele's in the back, sweet Zina's in the front
Cruisin' 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 just hides her eyes
Policeman taps his shades, "Is that a Chevy '69?"

How bizarre
How bizarre, 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, monkey
Pele speaks righteous, sister Zina says, "It's funky"

How bizarre
How bizarre, how bizarre

Ooh, baby (ooh, baby)
It's making me crazy (it's making me crazy)
Every time I look around (look around)
Every time I look around (every time I look around)
Every time I look around
It's in my face

Ring master steps out and says. "The elephants left town"
People jump and jive, but the clowns have stuck around
TV news and camera, there's choppers in the sky
Marines, police, reporters ask where, for and why

Pele yells, "We're outta here", Zina says, "Right on"
Making moves and starting grooves before they knew we were gone
Jumped into the Chevy and headed for big lights
Wanna know the rest? Hey, buy the rights

How bizarre
How bizarre, how bizarre

Ooh, baby (ooh, baby)
It's making me crazy (it's making me crazy)
Every time I look around (look around)
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 (ooh, baby)
It's making me crazy (it's making me crazy)
Every time I look around (look around)
Every time I look around (every time I look around)
Every time I look around
It's in my face

Ooh, baby (ooh, baby)
It's making me crazy (it's making me crazy)
Every time I look around (look around)
Every time I look around (look around)
Every time I look around
It's in my face



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Leo Jansson, Paul Lawrence L. Fuemana
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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