A Matter Of Twine

At eleven-o-six
My watch stopped ticking
My telephone started to ring
The voice on the line said
“Have you got the twine?”
Then I started to sing, I said

What's so important 'bout peaches and cream?
Wake up and start living, it's a beautiful dream
The box spring's turning in the music machine
And your grandmother's run from the room
It's only a matter of twine before I
Have run for the exit too

The meter's full
The moon needs a quarter
My name is caught in a tree
The onе-armed bandit stole my arms
Now they all think hе's me
Because he said

What's so important 'bout peaches and cream?
Wake up and start living, it's a beautiful dream
The box spring's turning in the music machine
And your grandmother's run from the room
It's only a matter of twine before I
Have run for the exit too