Long ago, with things to be

I got a garden hose and a color tv

I got time on my hands

I got time on my hands

Nobody cares what I do

Long ago, things to do

I got a burnt orange peel and a potato stew

I got work to get done

I got work to get done

Nobody knows where to run

You got a carton of milk and some sound advice

I've got trees that are fake but they smell so nice

Don't give me the flu

Nobody knows I'm with you

Back and forth, I dodge a fly

Like a feather in the sky

Write me out a check

Give me all your cash

Nobody knows, so let's just go home