Texty: Shivaree. I Oughtta Give You a Shot.... Idiot Waltz.

What have I done with the baby tonight?
Every one wants to play
The phone just stopped ringing
I forgot how to sing and there's no more room in the table

Heard you all talking and toasting last night
But somebody's just barely there
The kitchen's too hot and she's roasting alright
And I miss my usual chair

Here comes that shine looks a lot like your eye
And here comes the moon like a fool
There goes my heart I swear, I dreamt this part like idiots usually do
Why we do that now you know it's true?

Come over here and wind up my ear
'Cause somebody wants me brand new
They say if you're smart then you won't buy used parts
So I'm glad you're an idiot too