Said we're together now
And we're walking down the street
I've got my Dockers and Chuck Taylors
Strapped snugly to my feet
But looking back on a year
That's weathered like a pair of shoes
A cold Sunday evening
Hits me like the evening news
But a phone call means so much
I've got the dudes on the line
And we're moving in the living room
And we'll get together anytime

In [?]
Up and around the bend
There's a great big house on the ridge
Looking over Wisconsin's land
Waking up in a cold room
Paul is laughing up a storm
And Wendy's cooking pancakes
And Betty's on the horn
We got fear [?]
While the crust got up my eye
I throw the goods into my evening napsack

I got a koala tattooed on my neck
I love to listen to the hits
I'm gonna funk you out the door