I was only doing my job for the Company with a gun in my pocket and no identity I fell in love with you but we're not free. Tokyo A go-go, Tokyo A go-go the dancing spies with evil eyes that walk the night Tokyo A go-go, Tokyo A go-go in colored scenes the dancing queens with laser beams. You were just another boy only seventeen well designed for giving pleasure just a love machine Now we've got to run away We're turning green.