Lyrics:

(Rossi Young) I got two black eyes, a nasty cut on my nose A real funny feeling from my head to my toes But does she care? No she don't care No, she don't care, but she loves me just the same Blind date, overweight Made me late I couldn't navigate Red wine, white wine, rise and shine, I got to draw the line Black jack, clap trap, any kind of flap trap Big Mac, lookin' back, diggin' Burt Bacharach We're in a black limousine and onto a plane Into the hotel, missing breakfast again But does she care? No she don't care No, she don't care but she loves me just the same Comtemplate my Watergate Two and eight, I didn't hesitate Day time, night time, underline, I got to draw the line Black jack, clap trap, any kind of flap trap Big Mac, lookin' back, diggin' Burt Bacharach, oh