all i got’s some old shoes all i got’s a window all i got’s them sold blues all i got’s where him go
christmas eve and the box is smoking we three kings and a whole lotta propane “have the last dance” well you better be joking rather not at all than a lie about the whole thing
duck and cover better yet just lay low we three kings and a whole lotta play-doh growing up grey in a world that’s dayglo never name names better yet just say so
all i got’s… baby’s on the front porch, baby’s on the back porch
up down strutting from the back “say sorry” emotional something takes a whack at your car keys “be a good neighbor” said the man to the barkeep nothing just “how many guests in your party?”
laptop on grab the mic and go play everyone alive wants a tall glass of oj all this trouble for a job well you don’t say all this running from the law just to get paid