Take back the words
Take back the money
Take back all that I’m worth
You showed once
That it’ll be twice
Third time call me a dunce
Ginger was fine, but Maryann’s mine
7 hour cruise with her would be kind
See you noon, bring your bassoon
Strange the better at the light of the moon
Chorus
Booze cruise time, Pamela’s mine
Michael should’ve pushed Jim overboard
She’d win my Dundie, or see my undies
I’ll sit on a roof with her anytime
Chorus
Insanity is just a state of mind
Yes, I’m closer to lousy than fine
Hawk knew those hips belonged to Hot Lips
They would please Frank all the time.
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