Shadow and Jimmy

Were always yesterday's news

Jimmy's a bowler

Shadow rents out his green bowling shoes

Late Friday night

When the bars are all shuttered and dark

He shadows back Jimmy

To the lot in the lost trailer park



For Shadow and Jimmy

Every weekend end up the same

If it's Saturday night

Then it must be the hockey game

After cold beer and barbecued ribs

The night is complete

With wrestling stories and elegant bones

That are tired of walking and on their way home



And they talk about the women

And they look at the girls

They'll never know the ways of the world

They've got a mouthful of much obliged

And a handful of gimme

And the love for each other

Oh Shadow and Jimmy



For Shadow and Jimmy

Now the story is told

There's nothing to hold on to

And no one to hold

For men without women

Are like fish without water to swim in

With their eyes bugging out

They flop on the beach

And look up at the girls

Who are just out of reach



And they talk about the women

And they look at the girls

They'll never know the ways of the world

They've got a mouthful of much obliged

And a handful of gimme

And the love for each other

Oh Shadow and Jimmy