Rommel wore a ring on his finger He only took it off When he flew his plane Once he told me why He said we all have to fly Someday We all have to fly Someday.
The T.V. preacher can't be bothered With those petty things He stays a step removed so they say He's pipin' music in We all have to sin Someday We all have to sin Someday.
Workin' on that great Alaska pipeline Many men were lost in the pipe They went to fuelin' cars How smog might turn to stars Someday Smog might turn to stars Someday.
Hold me baby, put your arms around me Give me all the love you have to give Tomorrow won't be late We won't have to wait Someday We won't have to wait Someday.