Jimmy asks a lot of questions Some are heavy, some are less than And he can holler like a preacher when he's mad There's a good one underneath our bed And I do not mind having him around sometimes ♪ And Helen is a good dancer She can move just like she's hexed I like to watch her spin 'round and 'round Sweat dripping down her neck And I do quite like imagining things sometimes ♪ Well I heard a tale that the good Lord gives and He takes He speaks in fires and earthquakes And I got all these terrible things in my head Wonder what He thinks about them ♪ Would you be my eyes Pay for one more drink, and I'll give you a ride Can't you stay? Ah, baby, can't you stay? Well, I know it's getting late Parked outside Hang for a while I'll give you a ride, if you stay with me