All is not so black today
Hasn't mattered anyway
Ever since I fell away
The only thing I seem to say is well
Little boy from Saturday
Came home in style
Still he wondered what he'd be
In a little while he wondered well
He wondered well, well, well
Did the brother want to be the way he'd always seen
Acting kind of leisurely in all his company
He might ask well
He might ask well, well, well
He might ask well, well, well
Last night I turned the key
Fell through my hand
I stopped to turn the lock
But it didn't understand
It knew me well
It knew me well, well, well
Little girl so tearfully sat upon the second ship
She counted up to ninety-nine, must complete her trip
She did it well
She did it well, well, well
She did it well, well, well
She did it well, She did it well