Ookla The Mok My Brother's Trapper Keeper
I got a call from a dear old friend He's the kind of friend you can depend on The kind of friend you can depend on til the end The kind of friend who'll say, "can you lend me A dollar or two or three or four In fact can you lend me just a little bit more Oh and I borrowed your car I didn't go far I left your car keys in the yard Oh and you're out of gas I was driving real fast How am I supposed to know who's yard? I remember there was grass oh if anybody asks I've been here for the last three days and nights Just say I never left your side Better dim the lights and hide And besides I told them I was you And it's true there's a few things I'd like you to do My friend Big Lou who arrives tonight from Peru He's just passing though Lou and five or six guys from his crew Will be staying for a day or two I'm praying that you'll make it through If I were you I'd buy lots of wine And oh yeah there's just one thing more One-Eyed Vinnie's back is sore He kind of took a slug in the spine So I hope you don't mind taking the floor For an indeterminant length of time" But after all he's my dear old friend And you know he can depend on me And when we die I won't stop to wonder why Just there I'll lie high on lame excuses and empty promises I can't justify it I can't just close my eyes and deny it I'd tell you the moral if I were able But this isn't some kind of Aesop's Fable It more like the story of Cain and Abel It just took a while to figure out which one I was
