Lyrics:

Once I need relaxation

Need to get some r 'n' r

(That's rest and recreation)

Don't need no vacation

I don't have to go that far

(I've got better things to do with my money)

Don't need no private eye

Forget the FBI

'Cause when the beaver sings

Look out I'm closing in



Go zone, ready to fly

In the go zone, standing up high

In the go zone, down on the block

In the go zone, ready to rock



Down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone



Got to have my candy

Got to have my sugar sweet

(I wanna give you a treat)

Giving you directions

You don't have to use your feet

(We're on the same street baby)

You've got to travel south

South of my hungry mouth

And there you'll find a friend

Until the bitter end



Go zone, ready to fly

In the go zone, standing up high

In the go zone, down on the block

In the go zone, ready to rock



Down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone



What are you gonna find down there?

There ain't no red light district



Get yourself a ticket to the -



Go zone, ready to fly

In the go zone, standing up high

In the go zone, down on the block

In the go zone, ready to rock



In the go zone, leave me to die

In the go zone, standing up high

In the go zone, down on the block

Go zone, ready to rock

Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone