She's got electric boots a mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine, oh
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets

Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight's hitting something that's been known to change the weather
We'll kill the fatted calf tonight
So stick around
You're gonna hear electric music solid walls of sound

Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
Uh but they're so spaced out, B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie she's really keen
She's got electric boots a mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine oh
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets

Let me get it now, Momma I made it
True story, I have upgraded
Everybody back then used to hate it
Now they all appreciate it
I might sound out of my mind, matter of fact out of line
But I been runnin' and gunnin', been fightin' for somethin' and in due time
I'm finna take it to the line, I'm in the beginning of the prime
Tony Montana the world's mine
Yeah, it's finally 'bout time
Went from Section 8 to better times
Serving food to writin' rhymes
For Elton John, the greatest of all-time

Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall survive, let us take ourselves along
Where we fight our parents out in the streets
To find who's right and who's wrong

Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet?
Oh, but they're so spaced out
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie, she's really keen

She's got electric boots
A mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine oh yeah
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, and the Jets, yeah, oh

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Bernie Taupin, Elton John