I dreamt about you Monday
And Tuesday night, and Friday
I dream about you often
And I think about you always
It's a shame what happened to Pete Rose
After all he did for baseball
To see him now, a broken man
It just doesn't seem right
It just doesn't
From day to night
From night to day
All I have to do
All I have to do is close my eyes
And I see your face before me

In Brazil, they grow coffee
In England, they drink tea
In Milwaukee, they drink American's Finest
I wish you were back with me

I think about you always
Not just now or then, always
Not just from time-to-time, always
Not most of the time, always

I took a boat to Singapore
I was walking in the street
I stopped at a store just to pass time
I wasn't hungry
I still ate
I sat at a table
Drank some coffee
Then, I looked up
Looked out the window
It was raining
And I didn't care, I just didn't care

After the Beatles heard Pet Sounds
They were all thinking, "What are we gonna do?
What are we gonna do?
What are we gonna do?
What are we gonna do?
What are we gonna do?"

Sometimes, when I'm alone at night
Sometimes I get scared
Sometimes, I just look out the window
Sometimes, and sometimes I don't

If I was born a long time ago, back in the twenties
Things would be different
I'd be an old man now
Or if I was born in medieval times
I'd be dead
Before Bob Dylan went to Newport
All his friends warned him against it
They said "Stick with a good thing
Why screw it up?"
But sometimes you just have to take a chance
Sometimes, you just have to
Sometimes
Sometimes you just - have to

I went out to California
I went down to the beach
I saw the waves crashing
A red fish
If I could have three wishes
I have no idea what I would wish for
You know I could wish for money but then
You know, you can lose money
Or I could wish for happiness, but
You know, how long would it stay?

I dream about you often
I think about you always
Always
Not from time to time, not most of the time
Not sometime
Always

And Neil Young at 17
Was just learning how to
He was just learning
Look at him now
Just look

In Holland, there's a dyke
With a horrible worm
With his finger stuck in it
He's been there for a long time
And I'm sure by now he's sick of it

Last week, I was watching television
And Ed McMahon was talking to Johnny Carson
Ed McMahon started laughing
It wasn't even funny

I dream about you Monday
I dream about you Tuesday, and Wednesday, and Thursday, and Friday and Saturday
And on Sunday I don't rest
I think about you always

Red used to be my favorite color
Cause, you know why I liked it?
Cause it was so bright
I've been wearing black
For the last couple of years I've been wearing black

Couple of years ago I went to Montana
It was hot as hell
I was thirsty, couldn't find any water
Where's a well when you need one?