When I come home (baby)
My house is dark and my pots are cold
Youre hanging around (baby)
With Jean and Joan and a who knows who
Im getting tired of waiting and foolin around
Ill find somebody who wont make me feel like a clown
This cant go on
Lord knows you got to change
Well, we laid a strip for the Jersey shore
And prepared to cross the line
I could see the bridge was lined with bears
But I didn't have a dog-goned dime.
I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck.
"We just ain't a-gonna pay no toll."
So we crashed the gate doing ninety-eight
I says "Let them...