And if you close the door The night can last forever Leave the wine glass out And drink a toast to never Oh, someday I know someone will look into my
Candy says I've come to hate my body and all that it requires in this world Candy says I'd like to know completely what others so discretely talk about
You ain't got no bidness on this side of the fence You ain't got no bidness on this side of the fence You better run I'm gonna get my shotgun You ain'
Now as I walk down the highway All I do is sing this song And a train that's passin' my way Helps the rhythm move along There is no doubt About the words
Three is a magic number Ya it is, it's a magic number Somewhere in that ancient mystic trinity You'll get three As a magic number The past, the present