[ed. See also: West of Hollywood and What a Shame About Me.]
Teddy's rolling now most every night. Skatin' backwards at the speed of light. He's changed - in a thousand little ways. He's changed - yes indeed. You know he's movin' on metal, yes he's hanging tight with the Jack of Speed. Sheena's party - there's a case in point. That right-wing hooey sure stunk up the joint. He's gone - he walks through the old routines. But he's gone - guaranteed. He may be sittin' in the kitchen, but he's steppin' out with the Jack of Speed. You maybe got lucky for a few good years. But there's no way back from there to here. He's a one way rider. On the shriek express. And his new best friend is at the throttle more or less. He can't hear you honey - that's alright. Pack some things and head up into the light. Don't stop - he'll be callin' out your name. But don't stop when you hear him plead. You better move now little darlin' or you'll be trading fours with the Jack of Speed.
