I didn’t mean to turn you on – no way Just wanna dance and sing my song – well, okay Clocking in, clocking out, no I don’t mind it at all Me and the danger dudes were on the news so just don’t bother to call because, because it’s just a way to stay alive, boy it’s such a trip just to survive So it’s back, back to Dungaree High Just to get by, back to Dungaree High Just a great big boy – with a teeny-weeny alibi Just a soul on ice With a mirror and a blade and a pocket full of mice Cheap thrills done and the dirt cheap ants ’cause I got a headache in my pants I got a headache in my pants Throb, throb