Take off your old black shoes Come have you heard the news? Have you been hittin' the booze?
Your politics have all gone sour Well, I see you getting sicker by the hour Take a look now it's raining in my shower
The sun is shining and it's a beautiful night Take a look at that, do you wanna take a bite? If I make my poem rhyme will you think it's... Will you think it's strange? Oh alright
Tell your friends it's the brainy hour Here, I got a face that you can scour Then drive your car all over my flowers
And maybe if we call a truce I'll take your head out of the noose And let your shoulders dangle loose