Lyrics:

I pick you up on monday morningin the streetand all you have to do is fallinto the seatnow the time has come for u
stime for us to goturn ourselves over to the unseenthe map will snorein it's glove compartmentas we passand we don't sto
p until the last endsexcept for gasnow the time has come for ustime for us to goturn ourselves over to the unseenbig fre
shbig freshwhere's your livelybig freshbig freshwhere's your smiley