Lyrics

Well it's dogs in the alley and trouble in the news And bubblegum dots all under my shoes The bus stop on pension pay day Got talking to this old lady She said, 'I got a secret I can't tell 'Going to heaven in a peanut shell' She said, 'I got a secret I can't mention 'Coming right back with a new invention' Well it's pink and red and yellow in the sky That I'll take with me till I die There's five and six and seven and nine Times I've missed this friend of mine He left our town and went to the city When I found him there he didn't look real pretty He said, 'Don't know what the hype is The cops are vipers We drive with our phones under windscreen wipers' You can blacken my name, curse my hide Roll your eyes down the mountainside Just leave your window open a crack And hold my hand till I get back