Now I know I had something to say

But the problem is to say something

Uh, you gotta say it

And I still don't remember a thing

Since the funny gas came out of that pipe next to me

I guess they didn't O.K. it

Now I remember—did I tell ya?

Cut my thumb off at the knuckle on a broken band saw

Didn't see the belt buckle or the blade slip

And I remember when the doctor did it up with a stitch

Funny thing, still got a scratch that I can't itch where my thumb was

Now I've brought the same piece of chicken in a bag to work every day

For the last twenty years or so

And I really don't mind work assembly line

Got an intercom blasting the news

And the latest on the baseball scores

Come around every Friday

Well, I get a paycheck

Take the same road home that I come to work on

Heck, it's a living

And I got another factory back home

I got a barbeque, a pink mustang, fender's chrome

And at nine o'clock I sit there in my chair

And I don't know why I lose my hair

And then I go to

And then I go to

And then I go to sleep

Well, I like to know what I'm doin’ when I do it

And I do what I'm doin’

'Cause I don't know what to do when I'm not doin’ it

Sometimes I remember as a boy

My father told me I could grow up to be anything

I really wanted to be anything

And everyday at lunch

I still look for my lost digit

Still got that funny scratch

So maybe when I find it, I can itch it

And I got a little rubber pool in the backyard

For the kids to wade in

And I, I, I, I-I-I

I got another factory back home

I got a little backyard, a pink mustang, fender's chrome

At nine o'clock I'm in my chair sat down

Just lately when my wife talks back to me

I slap her around

And then I go to

And then I go to

And then I go to sleep

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh