all i got’s some old shoes
all i got’s a window
all i got’s them sold blues
all i got’s where him go
christmas eve and the box is smoking
we three kings and a whole lotta propane
“have the last dance” well you better be joking
rather not at all than a lie about the whole thing
duck and cover better yet just lay low
we three kings and a whole lotta play-doh
growing up grey in a world that’s dayglo
never name names better yet just say so
all i got’s…
baby’s on the front porch, baby’s on the back porch
up down strutting from the back “say sorry”
emotional something takes a whack at your car keys
“be a good neighbor” said the man to the barkeep
nothing just “how many guests in your party?”
laptop on grab the mic and go play
everyone alive wants a tall glass of oj
all this trouble for a job well you don’t say
all this running from the law just to get paid
