Monday

seventeen degrees

the shadows disappear

all around you dear

until it's loud and clear

isn't it the truth

the whole truth

nothing but the truth

so help me

the whole truth

nothing but the truth

so help me God



I'm the bad guy

waiting in the wings

and the key light hat

all my words fall flat

but I'm used to that

getting to the truth

the whole truth

nothing but the truth

so help me

the whole truth

nothing but the truth

so help me God



baby if you want to talk

I'll be there to listen

neither rain,

not hail nor sleet or snow

but Cahuenga is stop and go

this much I do know

all I want's the truth

the whole truth

nothing but the truth

so help me

thw whole truth

nothing but the truth

so help me God