She started telling him a story It was in January splendour They knocked the top off another The skin on her neck was so tender Jumping every fence to get to you Oh, I'm very aroused At least I know why I'm here That one chance encounter I think I've found her, oh yeah Oh yeah You've got a habit of making them funny, those things You've got a habit of making them funny, those She bought a ticket at the station, leaving in the morning Seeking elevation, shooting from the hip Pink sun was setting over the jetty Thinking 'bout Kerouac, trying to find coo-coo-coo-cool (Jumping every fence to get to you) At least I know why I'm here That one chance encounter I think I've found her, oh yeah Oh yeah You've got a habit of making them funny, those things You've got a habit of making them funny, those He started telling her a story Of jumping fences and different rentals And of splashing colours, and How everybody he knew But nothing compared to you And she listened Jumping every fence to get to you She bought a ticket at the station, leaving in the morning (Jumping every fence to get to you) Seeking elevation, shooting from the hip Pink sun was setting over the jetty (Jumping every fence to get to you) Thinking 'bout Kerouac, trying to find coo-coo-coo-cool