Doug and the Slugs Cognac and Bologna Just Another Case Della took a look at the thimble and she cried, "Oh, it's underweight!" I was trying to tell everybody inside It's just another case We're all part of it No one's innocent All we do is pick and choose Men like me, we need a room full of clues (Gimme gimme gimme gimme a clue) I was hot on the tail of an arrogant rash Of those one-night stands Leaping from Lisbon to London Lust in those hinterlands Social derelicts Drunken socialites Always singing the blues, and Men like me, we need a room full of clues Just another case of a crime Lovers' quarrel at three a.m. "Just the facts, ma'am, if you can now" I need another fixation I was trying to send everybody else home Deceitfully I was starting to act like the host of a game show On daytime TV Keeping Della there Just to sit and stare I was thinking in twos Men like me, we need a room full of clues Hello, Della We're alone now Scotch and soda? Sounds good Della took another look at the thimble and she cried, "Oh it feels alright" Then she slid inside of my sack and sighed, "Won't you spend the night?" There in front of me Full of fantasy Wearing nothing but shoes Men like me, we need a room full of clues!