Calling Luci

One fat girl, horse riding
Shortest dungarees on an asphalt highway
Thigh-winding teenager
thought radio was the soul of the nation
Chinese, Russian and Japanese
Cafe waiters, a steak please... serve... me
And the kids turned round, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
The sky turned brown, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
The shit went down, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
On the guest list, g-g-get your monkey on
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
Her trembling, new hunger
Reverberating buzzing of a dozen mosquitoes
Kicked beercans, played hangman
Kind of beautiful, big hips, danced this way
Operations in living rooms
Abortions in the guest room... for one more
And the kids turned round, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
The sky turned brown, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
The shit went down, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
On the guest list, g-g-get your monkey on
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
Come and get it
Made it fantastic
Come and get it
Wrapped up in plastic
Come and get it
Made it fantastic
Come and get it
Wrapped up in plastic
The kids turned round, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
The sky turned brown, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
The shit went down, ba-doom-ba-doom-ba-dum
ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
On the guest list, g-g-get your monkey on
Calling Luci, g-g-get your funky on
Calling Luci
Calling Luci