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Won't decide, but he won't debate Said, "Thanks my friend," though it was too late Oh why, oh why I don't know So you think things move pretty fast down here Well just wait my dear 'til you look up there Oh maybe someday you'll know Had his second kid, was an early night Got to be well dressed 'cause he hates to fly Oh loves his job, takes it home Anything they wanted They could have it, have it Didn't even notice I don't mind it, mind it Won't decide, but he won't debate Said, "Thanks my friend, thought that we was dead." Oh why, oh why I don't know Think things move pretty fast down here But just wait my dear 'til we get up there Oh maybe someday they'll know Come on tell me does she wander, roam when he comes Or does he just know how to leave when it gets cold I don't care, I don't care, cause it's free