No need to talk it out Around the walkabout It takes your breath away Takes it so far away Nowhere we have to be One for the company Oh look, a runaway A roman holiday We could trade places a b c Cover the bases 1 2 3 I could be you and you'd be me Go in, go out, go in, go out yeah Set the alarm for fri, sat, sun Beating the countdown, jump the gun Paradise lost and look who won Go in, go out, go in, go out yeah The bastard of the brood Living in solitude They threw it all away And took a holiday You ask so pretty please To get ahead of me Oh yes, oh probably So much for subtlety We could trade places a b c Cover the bases 1 2 3 I could be you and you'd be me Go in, go out, go in, go out yeah Set the alarm for fri, sat, sun Beating the countdown, jump the gun Paradise lost and look who won Go in, go out, go in, go out yeah If i had it my way, my way again It would come in a spray Make tomorrow today, today again Make tomorrow today If i had it my way, my way again It would come in a spray Make tomorrow today, today again Make tomorrow today We could trade places a b c Cover the bases 1 2 3 I could be you and you'd be me Go in, go out, go in, go out yeah Set the alarm for fri, sat, sun Beating the countdown, jump the gun Paradise lost and look who won Go in, go out, go in, go out yeah