| Half my summary, half my sense | |
| Took a whole lot of money aid, said it was defense | |
| A man with the grin, smiled at me | |
| A tip of his hat, threatened to let go of me | |
| He made it all go down, took off my coat | |
| But I bid him, for good | |
| It was here I'd lock the load | |
| Denied for all his own | |
| Little baby, | |
| Rattle sharp candy | |
| And I wanna stick around | |
| What the world needs now, | |
| Wings and the know-how | |
| Greet him with a grin | |
| This little fatherless, sings in a modernly | |
| Until you're old | |
| With a synonym we let it all begin again | |
| Far away |