Из альбома: Tomorrow Hit Today
She rolled up from the bar with Kahlua and cream
Parked her wheel chair by the karaeoke machine
Closed her eyes and sang "Dancing Queen"
She sang the shit out of "Dancing Queen"
Oblivion
He left town because it could not get any worse
Moved to Santa Fe and increased his girth
Dropped the spoon and picked up the fork
On a commune making tinctures of the earth
Oblivion
Everybody wants a good time
Everybody wants a good time
Everybody wants everything to be all right
Everybody wants a good time
Oblivion