[scream] Ahhhhhhhhhh!!
[spoken in background:] "pull out the big one, too.....nice."
You only got one finger left
  And it`s pointing at the door
  And you`re taking for granted
  What the Lord`s laid on the floor
  So I`m picking up the pieces
  And I`m putting them up for sale
  Throw your meal ticket out the window
  Put your skeletons in jail
`Cause Lord only knows it`s getting late
  Your senses are gone so don`t you hesitate
  To give yourself a call, let your bottom dollars fall
  Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
  Invite me to the seven seas like some seasick man
  You`ll do whatever you please and I`ll do whatever I can
  Titantic, fare thee well, my eyes are turning pink
  Don`t call us when the new age gets old enough to drink
`Cause Lord only knows it`s getting late
  Your senses are gone so don`t you hesitate
  Move on up the hill, there`s nothing dead left to kill
  Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
  odelay, odelay, odelay, odelay
  odelay, odelay
  Just passing through
  odelay, odelay, odelay, odelay
Going back to Houston
  Do the hotdog dance
  Going back to Houston
  To get me some PANTS.....