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