Long ago, with things to be
I got a garden hose and a color tv
I got time on my hands
I got time on my hands
Nobody cares what I do
Long ago, things to do
I got a burnt orange peel and a potato stew
I got work to get done
I got work to get done
Nobody knows where to run
You got a carton of milk and some sound advice
I've got trees that are fake but they smell so nice
Don't give me the flu
Nobody knows I'm with you
Back and forth, I dodge a fly
Like a feather in the sky
Write me out a check
Give me all your cash
Nobody knows, so let's just go home
