Glue stuck to my shoes

Does anyone know why you play with an orange rind

You say you packed my things

And you divided what was mine

You're off to the mountain top

I say her skinny legs could use the sun

But now I'm wishing

For my best impression

of my best Angie Dickinson

But now I've got to worry

Cause boy you still look pretty

When you're putting the damage on

Don't make me scratch on your door

I never left you for a banjo

I only just turned around

For a poodle and a corvette

And my impression

Of my best Angie Dickinson

But now I've got to worry

Cause boy you still look pretty

When you're putting the damage on

I'm trying not to move

It's just your ghost passing through

I said I'm trying not to move

It's just your ghost passing through

It's just your ghost passing through

And now I'm quite sure

There's a light in your platoon

I never seen a light move

Like yours can do to me

So now I'm wishing

For my best impression

Of my best Anigie Dickinson

But now I've got to worry

Cause boy you still look pretty

To me

But I've got a place to go

I've got a ticket to your late show

And now I've got to worry even still

You sure are pretty

When you're putting the damage on

Yes

When you're putting the damage on

You're just so pretty

When you're putting the damage on