Lyrics:

I wrote for luck, they sent me you
I sent for juice, you give me poison
I hold the line, you form the queue
Try anything hard
Is there anything else you can do?
Well, not much - I've not been trained
I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over
I don't read, I just guess
There's more than one sign but it's getting less
And you were wet but you're getting dryer
You used to speak the truth, but now you're liar
You used to speak the truth, but now you're clever

And I wrote for luck, they sent me you
I sent for juice, you give me poison
I hold the line, you form the queue
Try anything hard
Is there anything else you can do?
And you were wet but you're getting dryer
You used to speak the truth, but now you're liar
You used to speak the truth, but now you're clever
And when it's hot you start to melt
'Cause you're not made of jean
You're made of chocolate
And when it's cold, you tend to crack
You keep on piling out, not puttin' back