(Jerry Gillespie / K. T. Oslin). . Do, da, do, da, do, da, do, da, day. Ahh, do, da, do, da, do, da, do, da, day. Maybe he was wrong, maybe I wasn't right.
I remember breakfast. Used to be my favorite meal. Big ol' eggs and lots of butter. Food you could feel. . Now it's figs and twigs and fiber. I'm pure as I can be.
Here's a little girl playin' dress up. Somewhere under all that lace. Standin' in her mama's high heeled shoes. With a lipstick covered face. . And here's a little boy on a pony.