(v. peterson)

Vicki and debbi



He's got a slow, slow ride

Got a camera inside

He takes a picture

Hangs it up to dry



And there's one girl named

And another disclaimed

All the time

You can't help feeling ashamed



Given new reasons to survive

He keeps a number of them alive

There's a warning in the sky

A stranger passing by

And there's more than meets the eye to the guy



When you're so secure

Never feeling unsure

That's the time

To check behind your door



'cause there's one thing said

When another is meant

He's around

Confusing you 'til the end.



Seeing how changable you feel

Don't think this happiness is real



And it's hard to justify

The tangles you untie

There's more than meets the eye to the guy