You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
You say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you will say
When you get home
But there's something happening here
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
You ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It is his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"
Yes, 'cause something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
You say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you will say
When you get home
But there's something happening here
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
You ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It is his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"
Yes, 'cause something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
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