On Jubilee Street, there was a girl named Lee. She had a history, but she had no past. When they shut her down, the Russians moved in. Now, I'm too scared, I'm too scared to even walk on past. She used to say, all those good people down on Jubilee Street, They ought to practice what they preach. Yeah, they ought to practice just what they preach, Those good people on Jubilee Street. And here I come, up the hill, I'm pushing my wheel of love. I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain, And a ten-ton catastrophe on a sixty-pound chain. And I'm pushing my wheel of love on Jubilee Street. I look at me now. The problem was, she had a little black book. And my name was written on every page. Well, a girl's gotta make ends meet, even down on Jubilee Street. I was out of place and time, and over the hill, And out of my mind on Jubilee Street. I ought to practice what I preach. These days I go downtown in my time tales. I got a fetus on a leash. I am alone now. I am beyond recriminations. The curtains are shut. The furniture is gone. I'm transforming. I'm vibrating. I'm glowing. I'm flying. I look at me now. I'm flying. I look at me now. I'm flying. I look at me now. I'm flying. I'm glowing. I'm vibrating. I'm flying. I look at me now. I'm flying. I look at me now. I'm flying. I look at me now.