Writers: Andy Fairweather Low

don't look back, that'll get you nowhere 
a wall to wall suit and space circus hair 
one step forward, one step back 
that's what happens and that's a fact 

to tell the truth, you raise up your hand 
don't write me no invitations in the sand 
and when you talk, say what you mean 
just keep it dry, lord, and keep it clean 

watch out for la booga rooga 
some you win and some you loosa 
watch out for la booga rooga 
some you win and some you loosa 

I don't know why and I can't explain 
why I'm lost on a street with no name 
but that's alright, that's okay 
I just feel like I'm slipping away 
satellite mama, if you are near 
hey, the party's over, now just get me outa here 
silent night, watch over me 
see that nobody writes me into the dream 

watch out for la booga rooga 
some you win and some you loosa 
watch out for la booga rooga 
some you win and some you loosa 

I'm on fire, inside my head 
someone put out the light 
and they sent the world to bed 
it's not too late, but I just can't stop 
I think this time I'm going over the top 
hey, mr. dogface, please let me in 
say, don't you think that I'm worth rememberin' 
watch your step, watch what you do 
'cause you need me much more than I need you 

watch out for la booga rooga 
some you win and some you loosa 
watch out for la booga rooga 
some you win and some you loosa