Jezebel Sweetley you’ve got my number
Under the coffee cup shelf
And If you ask me how I know
I know because I put it there myself
Jezebel Sweetley there’s some money
Under the bar
And if you wonder what it’s for
It’s for the door I broke on my way inside
Coo coo, we’ve got a long way to go
Coo coo, we’ve got a long way to go
We’re gonna fly to Bombay
We’re gonna find each other’s heart
We’re gonna hide away
And sound the alarm
Robbers in the house
Alarm!
Robbers in the house
Alarm!
We’re breaking in
There’s no place to hide
You can’t do anything
If your whole life is a crime
There’s no place to hide
Jezebel Sweetley I confess I confess
I broke into your home
But you will see that I did not take
Nor steal a thing
I couldn’t call my own
Jezebel Sweetley won’t you take my number
And call me before the police
And I will tell you how my heart
Is kept from me
In your vicinity
We’re gonna fly to Bombay
We’re gonna find each other’s heart
We’re gonna hide away
And sound the alarm
Robbers in the house,
Alarm!
Robbers in the house,
Alarm!
We’re breaking in
We’re coming through the door
We’re breaking in
We’re coming through the walls
We’re breaking in
We’re coming through the roof
We’re breaking in
We’re coming through the floor
