Willy

Well, you come on to me
And you court and pursue me
Hey, you asked me for the rest of my life
Aren't you big on romance
Aren't you short on circumstance
And you forgot to tell me you have a wife
Did you tell me that truth is your creed
You don't apply it to me
Your honesty is sifted with lies

Hey, come on Willy
Do you really want to leave her?
Is it me you love
I think it's just love that you love
Willy, deal me a straight hand
You got the wild card inside you glove

Regular like clockwork
You used to treat me like paydirt
Yeah, but lately that clock
Don't seem to work anymore
Gonna fire my retros
And I'm backing off, there she blows
And I waited till you let me know the score
When you make an appearance
Do you give me some clearance
No, you lie like a dog and walk out the door

Hey, come on Willy
Do you really want to leave her?
Is it me you love
I think it's just love that you love
Willy, deal me a straight hand
You got the wild card inside you glove

Ain't no time to talk in abstract now
You take all the slack that love will allow, oh...

And I'm calling a penalty
You can save your poetry
Yes, baby, it's you and me, on this line
I used to love you
I used to hang on to you
I guess it was a matter of time
Don't you blow me no kisses
Go on home to your Mrs
You won't miss me, baby
Out of sight, out of mind

Oh, Willy
Do you really want to leave her?
Is it me you love
I think it's just love that you love
Hey, baby, deal me a straight hand
You got the wild card inside you glove
You got the wild card inside you glove
Oh, no, no, no...