 Ain't going down till the sun comes up. I ain't giving in till they get it out. Going round the world in a pickup truck. Ain't going down till the sun comes up. Six o'clock on Saturday, her books don't know he's on his way. The stars are clear, the boards are thin. They say she's grounded till she's dead. Well, here he comes around a bit slow. And now she's jumping in. Hey, Bobby Donald's on his way. They're going to hell.