Lyrics:

(WallaceCummings) ROAD FOOD Jollywood, Jollywood, Chippa Chippa Chee Chee ROAD FOOD Drag queens, rhumba boogie, grabbin' for the prime time ROAD FOOD Bonafide, certified women in the washroom ROAD FOOD Better have a whiskey so I'll feel all right. Each night smacks of new wonder Catch her if you can, Kathy was a man T.V. baby blue wires Smile and nod your head, dead is live is dead. I hear you walkin' down the hallway I hear you sneakin' up the stairway I hear you in the elevator I know my name is in the paper Hey, tell me what's this stuff you're sellin' And all the stories that you're tellin' I hear you walkin' down the hallway I hear you sneakin' up the stairway. ROAD FOOD Appletown, Appletown, Chippa Chippa Chee Chee ROAD FOOD Hurricane wonder boy scratchin' for the scunge now ROAD FOOD Old Mark Mars is alive and well, Sir ROAD FOOD Better have a whiskey so I'll feel all right.