And you’re singing the songs, thinking this is your life Then you wake up in the morning and your head full of spicy sighs Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? And you’re singing the songs, thinking this is your life Then you wake up in the morning and your head full of spicy sighs Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? Where you gonna sleep tonight? So you’re heading down the road in your taxi for four And you’re waiting outside, Jimmy’s front door But nobody’s in, and nobody’s home till four So you’re sitting there with nothing to do Talking about rubber rigging and a smothering crew And where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? And you’re singing the songs, thinking this is your life Then you wake up in the morning and your head full of spicy sighs Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? And you’re singing the songs, thinking this is your life