(Me and my Annette, we was as fond as we could be. We was set to marry in October thirty three. I set my sights on courting her, as fine as she could be.
I'm a sinister elf,. With a sinister plan,. Santa's little helper,. With too much time on my hands,. He's got a fine lookin' wife,. For such an old man,.
When all your good days keep getting shorter. Count on me. When you're about twenty-cents shy of a quarter. Count on me. . When you just need a place to hide out for a while.
I don't want to go to dinner with Margo and Harold.. I don't like the way he looks at you, and the way she looks at me,. Way they look at each other, like we're just part of some private joke..
We've been good for each other. Held each other through so much. Now you're sittin' there givin' me that little look. Have to ask what that means. . Comes a time for countin' losses.