We are the 801, we are the central shaft And we are here to let you Take advantage of our lack of craft Certain streets have certain corners Sooner or later we'll turn yours We are the 801, we are the central shaft And thus throughout two years We've crossed the ocean in our little craft, row, row, row Now we're on the telephone Making final arrangements, ding ding We are the 801, we are the central shaft Looking for a certain ratio Someone must have left it underneath the carpet Looking up and down the radio Oh, oh, nothing there this time Looking for a certain ratio Someone said they saw it parking in a car lot Looking up and down the radio Oh, oh, nothing there this time Going back down to the rodeo Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, here we go We are the table, the captain's table Let's get it understood Let's get it understood We are the losers, we are the cruisers Let's get it understood Let's get it understood We are the diners, the final diners Let's get it understood Let's get it understood Most of us are tinkers Some of us, tailors And we've got candlesticks And lots of cocktail sticks We saw the lovers the modern lovers And they looked very good They looked as if they could We are the neighbors the noisy neighbors We think just like you would We think just like you should Ohh ohh ohh Ohh ohh ohh Ohh ohh ohh ... © EG MUSIC PUBLISHERS LTD.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com