Stupid, stupid, stupid. . Guess what? I'm with stupid. Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you. Guess what? I'm with stupid. Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you. .
By the time I got to Woodstock. It was going up in flames. In June under a silvery moon. Why do all your songs turn out the same?. . Got got got got, not got.
C'mon. . Norman Rockwell come on in. Hang your dirty coat on the door. Don't you worry 'bout the cops downstairs. They're just diggin' up the cellar floor.
Ahh, let's kiss and make up. Ahh, let's dig the grave up. Ahh, let's have a shake up. Ahh, let's kiss and make up. . (I'm coming out). I had a fling with Doris Day.