So we see the opportunities
Stitch and thread
With no down payments
Our neighbors see it through their
Own eyes so that the others hear
The story, the grapevine
Dot your I's, cross your t's
This forfeitures the burden of another
And all those friends you thought you had
Are laughing at and not with you
And all those friends you thought you knew
You'd trade it all for a tank full of fuel
Bel aire colonial deluxe number five
All the warmth that a boy can give
Sheepskin costume
I'm a truant officer