Lyrics:

It's quite possible that I'm your third man girl

But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son

And right now you could care less about me

But soon enough you will care, by the time I'm done



Let's have a ball and a biscuit sugar

And take our sweet little time about it

Let's have a ball girl

And take our sweet little time about it

Tell everyone in the place just to get out

We'll get clean together

And I'll find a soapbox where I can shout it



You read it in the newspaper

Ask your girlfriends and see if they know

That my strength is ten fold girl

And I'll let you see if you want to before you go



It's quite possible that I'm your third man

But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son

It was the other two which/was made me your third

But it was my mother who made me the seventh son

And right now you could care less about me

But soon enough you will care by the time I'm done