Here we go to denial
On our way, shotgun smiles
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
Through the field of disapproval
You hate me and you know you're right
But the feeling is mutual
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
Shaking hands with the devil
Having lunch with the devil
Going home with the devil
Making love with the devil
Making love with the devil
♪
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there
I'll tell you how to get there