Lyrics:
Well, he feels like an elephantShaking his big grey trunk for the hell of itHe knows that you're dreaming about being over himToo bad your chances are slimAnd it's not like mister shook to get shy when they ask him who is underThere must be something deep down in the middle down thereHe's not too easily scaredHe's got friends but they have fearWho don't care too much if he just disappearedOh, look there he is now coming down the stairsHere it comesHe pulled the mirrors off his Cadillac'Cause he doesn't like it looking like he looks backHe talks like his opinion is a simple factSomebody grabbed his collarHe cried the whole way homeHe won't remember a thing 'til they start againThat's how it is 'til the endYeah