Karaoké Where It's At Beck

There's a destination a little up the road

From the habitations and the towns we know

A place we saw the lights turn low

The jigsaw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts

Two turntables and a microphone

Bottles and cans just clap your hands

Just clap your hands

I got two turntables and a microphone

I got two turntables and a microphone

I got two turntables and a microphone

Take me home with my elevator bones

That was a good drum break

Pick yourself up off the side of the road

With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones

Members only hypnotizers

Move through the room like ambulance drivers

Shine your shoes with your microphone blues

Hirsute with your parachute fruits

Passing the dutchie from coast to coast

Let the man Gary Wilson

I got two turntables and a microphone

I got two turntables and a microphone

What about those who swing both ways

AC DC's

Let's make it out, baby

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

I got two turntables and a microphone

I got two turntables and a microphone

Oh dear me

Make out city's a two-horse town

There's a destination a little up the road

From the habitations and the towns we know

A place we saw the lights turn low

Jigsaw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts

Two turntables and a microphone

Bottles and cans just clap your hands

Just clap your hands

I got two turntables and a microphone

I got two turntables and a microphone

I got plastic on my mind

Make it out, baby

Let's make it

Let's make it out, baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, oh

Telephone plastic, baby

Oh

It's all good

Oh, so good

It's very good

Oh, wow

Wow, wow, wow