Does you really don't know where the avenuers go? Are you lying through your teeth or are they paying through your nose? A set of manners and a smile is all they want you for But we can talk about it later You can read it in the paper I hated you away from the very start I seen you sticking to your smile, it's gone and broken my heart Now the wind is making work of every step on the bridge You say: I used to say we found each other, now I don't know Where he is You get that feel, make your spirit shine I let her prise apart my ribcage like a crackhead at the blinds It hurt But come the downing of the scrapyard Sun There is no light falls on our failure It ain't covered in the paper Well I really don't care what you think of me But something gears me to the grovel every opportunity I've got that jealous stripe I probably am that type I'll see you twenty Marys later When your tongue is talking straighter Heard he took 'em all down to the mercenary bar I heard she broke up with her fella now he's drinkin' in his car Nah I'm not inclined towards the scandalous word But on the subject of myself I do believe what I've heard There is a track beneath the wheel and it's there till we die She says: I don't agree with nothing, I say Neither do I Go to sleep There's not a thing can't be fixed with a dream And we can talk about it later You can read it in the paper I bet ya, I bet ya You had your smile, you had your smile For the open mile I bet ya, I bet ya You had your smile, your face defile For the open mile I bet ya, I bet ya I bet you now I bet ya, I bet ya I bet you now I bet ya, I bet ya I bet ya I bet you now