Lyrics

There isn't anybody left to go to town with
It's turned my weekend plans completely upside down
I could go back to Vegas and look in at the wedding
But a bowtie always makes me look the clown
And anyone who bets his bottom dollar
Had better know the short odds from the long

He called again to say that he'd be by on Wednesday
He wants another chance to look over the car
We're all but sure if that rusty engine
Doesn't start he won't get too far
And anyone who drives somebody crazy
Had better know the short term from the long