Glue
  Stuck to my shoes
  Does anyone konw why you play with an orange rind
  You say you packed my things
  And divided what was mine you're off to the mountain top
  I say her skinny legs could use sun
  But now I'm wishing
  For my best impression
  Of my best Angie Dickinson
  But now I've got to worry
  Cause boy you still look pretty
  When you're putt the damage on
    Don't make me scratch on you door
  I never left you
  For a banjo
  I only just turned around for a poodle
  And a corvette
  And my impression
  of my best Angie Dickinson
  But now I've got to worry
  Cause boy you still look pretty
  When you're putting the damage on
    I'm trying not to move
  It's just you ghost
  Passing through
  I said
  I'm trying not to move
  It's just your ghost passing through
  It's just your ghost
  Passing through
  And now
  I'm quite sure
  There's a light in you platoon
  I never seen a light move
  LIke yours
  Can do to Me
  So now I'm wishing
  For my best impression
  of my best Angie Dickinson
  But now I've got to worry
  Cause boy you still look pretty
  To me
  But I've got a place to go
  I've got a ticket to your late show
  And now I'm worrying cause even still
  You sure are pretty
  When you're putting the damage on
  Yes
  When you're putting the damage on
  You're just so pretty
  When you're putting the damage on