You take the dog

I'll take the Galaxy 500

You get the cat

I get the cats you don't want anymore



You take the fish

I'll take the bowl

You take the dishes 

While you're at it take my soul

But things ain't so bad

Cause i got a galaxy 500



You get the house 

I get a cheap motel room

You get a friend

But that should not matter to me anymore

You have a date he's just a friend

I can't believe that this is the end

But things aint so bad

Cause I got a Galaxy 500

Galaxy 500 in a Galaxy 500

Galaxy 500



I'm in my own galaxy 1973

In my own galaxy

You probably would have wanted this too

But it's not air conditioned

No it's not air conditioned

No it's not air conditioned

No it's not air conditioned

It's not air conditioned



Open the trunk

All of my dirty laundry

All of my junk in the yard

And scattered out into the street

You have the thing with my old guitar

I can't believe that you took it this far

But things ain't so bad 

Cause i got a Galaxy 500

Galaxy 500

In a Galaxy 500

Galaxy 500

In a galaxy 500