Jelly's sleeping on the kitchen floor
He's afraid of the men outside the door
He doesn't want to sleep alone
Now he's talking to Miss Otherside
Now he's dreaming about a foreign beach
Where a shark is turning into a seal
Playing jazz, drinking cocktails
But in a little while, he's yawning at the day
Going around and driving all night long
I'm not scared, he can always drive me home
with his magic powerful can
"please let me drive,
'cause I'm getting high"
And nobody can tell him, nobody can tell him
"It was just a dream!"
and you know that I can tell him, you know that I can tell him
that he's just like me, just like me.