I left highschool, and lost the will to live, and here I am
That was a great year for America. Ike was in the White House, women were in the kitchen, and guys like you were in the closet
Christmas is not the time for regrets. That's what anniversaries are for
I'll tell you what I do then, We'll stand you in front of a mirror, I'll begin strangling you, when you reach the shade of blue that is satisfactory to you, you yell "Moo" and I'll stop
