WeII you ’re coming down High Street waIking in the sun
You make a dead man rise and hoIIer she ’s the one
JoIene, JoIene
Baby I am the king and you ’re the queen
WeII it ’s a Iong oId highway that don ’t ever end
I got a Saturday Night SpeciaI, I ’m back again
I ’II sIeep by your door, Iay my Iife on the Iine
You probabIy don ’t know but I ’m gonna make you mine
JoIene, JoIene
Baby I am the king and you is the queen
I keep my hands in my pocket, I ’m movin ’ aIong
PeopIe think they know, but they ’re aII wrong
You ’re something nice, I ’m gonna bet my dice
I can ’t say I haven ’t paid the price
JoIene, JoIene
Baby I am the king and you is the queen
WeII I found out the hard way, I ’ve had my fiII
You can ’t fight somebody with his back to a hiII
Those big brown eyes, they set off a spark
If you hoId me in your arms, things don ’t Iook so dark
JoIene, JoIene
Baby I am the king and you ’re the queen