Lover's Jamboree

(album: Pinker And Prouder Than Previous - 1988)

Well, you can't get a cab
There ain't a one to be had
They're all working on the other side of town

Tonight must be the night
Everybody's set their sights
And the lovers jamboree is where they're bound

Well, everybody will find someone
Someone's looking out for me

So I'm shutting up the shop
Let the loving never stop
You can drop me at the lovers jamboree

Let me tell ya...

There's something in the air
That's kicking back despair
Well, it's fair to say I'm feeling good tonight

The gangs and wrecking crews
Have all declared a truce
As the lovers jamboree begins to bite

Well now, everybody's got to get there
And I'll be taking to a freight

Tell the milkman be so kind
Not to call if he don't mind
He'll find me at the lovers jamboree

Let me tell ya...

Well now, everybody's got to get there
But I'll be taking to a freight

Tell the postman hold my mail
Or redirect it to the jail
Tell the Hebrew and the Greek
To get got up good and sleek
Tell the meek the mild the halt and lame
The sisters of mercy have chartered a plane
They're jetting in, sharing the blame
For the lovers jamboree

For the lovers jamboree
The lovers jamboree