Brother Pele's in the back, sweet Zina's in the front

Cruisin' down the freeway in the hot, hot sun

Suddenly red-blue lights flash us from behind

Loud voice booming, "Please step out onto the line"

Pele preaches words of comfort, Zina just hides her eyes

Policeman taps his shades, "Is that a Chevy '69?"

How bizarre

How bizarre, how bizarre

Destination unknown, as we pull in for some gas

Freshly pasted poster reveals a smile from the past

Elephants and acrobats, lions snakes monkey

Pele speaks "righteous," Sister Zina says "funky"

How bizarre

How bizarre, how bizarre

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby)

It's making me crazy (It's making me crazy)

Everytime I look around

Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around)

Everytime I look around

It's in my face

Ring master steps out and says "the elephants left town"

People jump and jive, but the clowns have stuck around

TV news and camera, there's choppers in the sky

Marines, police, reporters ask where, for and why

Pele yells, "We're outta here," Zina says, "Right on"

We're making moves and starting grooves before they knew we were gone

Jumped into the Chevy and headed for big lights

Wanna know the rest? Hey, buy the rights...

How bizarre

How bizarre, how bizarre

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby)

It's making me crazy (It's making me crazy)

Everytime I look around

Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around)

Everytime I look around

It's in my face