We didn’t do the mailing, that’s why nobody’s here

I think we were on vacation, drinking wine and beer

We asked someone to do it but we did not make it clear

We didn’t do the mailing, that’s why nobody’s here

 

We worked and planned, oh what’s the use. All we’ve got is this lame excuse

But there has to be a reason, an explanation for.

So let’s analyze the situation just a little more

                                                     

The weather is too nice, that's why the turnout is low

People like to be outdoors, that's something we all know

A starlit night in the mountains is where they'd rather go

The weather is too nice, that's why the turnout is low

 

The weather’s really bad, that’s why the turnout is low

It’s rainy and it’s cold, no one wants to see a show

Back home, it’s warm and cozy. Why partake of the unknown?

The weather’s really bad, that’s why the turnout is low

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Holidays are approaching, that’s why something’s amiss

Folks have to shop and clean and cook, they don’t have time for this

If a week had three more days, they might just put it on their list

Holidays are approaching, that’s why something’s amiss

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It’s Bingo night at the Elks Club and we just forgot

There’s untold riches to be had, that’s why this night is shot

You just can’t compete with a thousand-dollar pot

It’s Bingo night at the Elks Club and we just forgot

 

Everyone’s on vacation, that’s why nobody’s here.

We didn’t do the mailing And the weather’s warm and clear

It’s Bingo night at the Elks Club

And holidays are near. The weather’s really bad,  that’s why nobody’s here

Everyone’s on vacation, that’s why nobody’s here

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REALITY CHECK

Think of what you’ve got and what you had before

Are things quite as bad as you say? Think of what we’ve done

And what we mean to each other. Do you really want to throw it all away?

 

Life’s not perfect and neither am I, and no one’s saying you can’t dream

But I know you better than you think. Trust me, things are better than they seem

 

Think of us together and think of us apart. Do you really feel we’re better off that way?

Think about tomorrow, think about next year. Is it better if I go or if I stay?

 

Life’s not simple and neither am I, and no one’s saying you can’t dream

But I love you more than you know. Trust me, things are better than they seem

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THAT OLD CAR

The AC was busted, the body was rusted, my wife was disgusted

’Bout pourin’ more money into that old car. She said it wasn’t really all that smart

But it got me where I needed ’cause I never really needed to get too far

        

I was really fond-a that ’91 Honda, long on endurance, great on insurance

You didn’t have to worry ’bout banging up that old car.

And nobody would steal it. If they did, then they really wouldn’t get too far

 

That old car, I really miss it. That old car,  lots of memories were in it

I taught both kids to drive, saw my honey on a Saturday night                                                                             

Dragged the equipment to a couple thousand softball games in that old car

 

It wasn’t really high tech, had a cassette deck, was a pain in the neck

To get going on a winter’s morn, It took a while to get real warm

But it got me where I wanted ’cause I never really wanted to get too far

 

The mechanic said “no way,” I sold it on eBay, I didn’t have a say
About keepin’ that old car. It just about broke my heart. Now I got a newer Honda

But help, help me Rhonda. I’m still a bit despondent without that old car

 

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IT'S ONLY MONEY

It’s only money, it comes and goes. It’s only money, don’t sell your soul

It makes you crazy but everyone knows, It’s only money

  

How many times did I drive up and down that highway?

How many dollars did I earn? What did I gain from all of that heartache?

This is all I really learned

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Sometimes you’ve just got to chase that foolish dream, Following that distant light

Then you’ll never wonder what might have been. Who’s to say what’s wrong or right?

 

There are those who make millions and millions And all they ever want is more

They couldn’t spend it if they had a hundred lifetimes. Is that what living’s really for?

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MY LAST CUP OF COFFEE

Gather ’round the breakfast table, children you will hear

About a midnight ride but not the one by Paul Revere

It was me and my brother, and two cousins I recall

My last cup of coffee and a game of basketball

 

It was April 1970 when we headed out the door

For a little road trip, set our sights on Baltimore

The Eastern Conference playoffs, The Bullets and the Knicks

We were teenage superfans, that’s how we got our kicks

 

It was my last cup of coffee, I never touched another drop

Drivin’ home from Baltimore, we made a little stop

I was tired and we were lost. I broke into a sweat

And drank my last cup of coffee, the one I can’t forget

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The Knicks won by a point or two, it was quite a show

We saw Reed and Bradley, and Earl the Pearl Monroe

Four excited teens hopped aboard my Chevy 2

With only one licensed driver. That was you know who

 

I used two creams and a sugar, or was it the other way around?

I was growing weary and I quickly gulped it down

My stomach turned inside out and I began to pray

Wondrin’ how people drink this stuff, each and every day

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LYRICS FOR TRACKS 1-5