This story is the one about Rudy How she gets is she don't listen to me 'Cause I try to be so nice Offer up and give advice But she's heard it so Sew up and sow yourself Sew up and sell yourself For every sting that ever stung I'll catch the bees But what then when I'm gone? Who'll give relief? A little fun You get so trapped in when you least expect it No one was looking out No one could predict it It seems there's a dying time When you're done waiting in line There's no in and out Practicing restraint but can she stick with this Since July our friendship has been conflicted Tissues in handbags are for eyes What is it that makes her cry Eenie meanie so Sew up and sow yourself Sew up and sell yourself For every sting that ever stung I'll catch the bees But what then when I'm gone? Who'll give relief? A little fun