November has come
to Long Island.
And with it we've all packed in my father's car like a can of sardines.
Everybody was there,
even Uncle Alvin
with Cats on the F.M., and Billy Joel in the back of the car.
Well, speed up, slow down,
I can drive faster than you can.
And if you drink too many sodas then you will not fall asleep tonight.
No family members left behind,
everybody's watching out for everyone else.
But you, you drank too much of the wine.
And now you've got a headache as big and deep as Niagra Falls.
Well, look at the Statue of Liberty.
I cannot believe that we went there. And if you are sorely mistaken,
you gotta shake what you're coming for.
With the Sanka can at the backdoor,
and the Carvel cake on the counter, and you were walking quickly around her.