You and me are in a lot of trouble And somebody's gonna burst our bubble Your husband My wife My marriage Your life
Let's go to Maine out on the East Coast Let's go to Maine right now Let's beat the retreat Let's hop on the plane Let's get out of here Let's go to Maine
Someone knows what's going on Someone knows, and someone's gonna tell Someone's gonna wrap us up in styrofoam and paper And mail us flat-rate right down to Hell