Once I need relaxation
Need to get some r 'n' r
(That's rest and recreation)
Don't need no vacation
I don't have to go that far
(I've got better things to
do with my money)
Don't need no private eye
Forget the FBI
'Cause when the beaver sings
Look out I'm closing in

[CHORUS]

In the go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up
high
In the go zone, down on the
block
In the go zone, ready to
rock
Down down down in the go
zone

Got to have my candy
Got to have my sugar sweet
(I wanna give you a treat)
Giving you directions
You don't have to use your
feet
(We're on the same street
baby)
You've got to travel south
South of my hungry mouth
And there you'll find a
friend
Until the bitter end

[CHORUS]

What are you gonna find down
there?
There ain't no red light
district

Get yourself a ticket to the

CHORUS

In the go zone, leave me to
die
In the go zone, standing up
high

In the go zone, down on the
block

Go zone, ready to rock

Down down down in the go
zone