On Jubilee street there was a girl named Bee
She had a history, but she had no past
When they shut her down the Russians moved in
Now I am too scared, i am 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
And here I come up the hill
I'm pushing my own wheel of love
I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain
And a ten ton catastrophe on a 60 pound chain
And I'm pushing my wheel of love on Jubilee Streets
I look at them 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 Jubilee Street
I ought to ?ractice what I preach
These days I go downtown in my tie and tails
I got a foetus on the leash

I am alone now, I am beyond recriminations
Curtains are shut, the furniture is gone
I'm transforming, I'm vibrating, I'm glowing
I'm flying, look at me now
I'm flying, look at me now