How's your mother Down in Melbourne Doing after these few years Well, I hope she doesn't mind That I might bide And I hope she digs this scene As we go on our way On our way
How's your mother in Deltona Doing with the work she does Well, you know I don't remember How you spent the days But, you sure do know how in many other ways And I feel stupid Yes, I do
How's your mother in West Maywood Doing after all these years Well, you know it a cold hard spring And we're losing everything And you know it's a cold hard spring Don't you know it's a cold hard spring A cold hard spring
How's you're baby in Altoona Been to Stuttgart or to sea? But, you know it don't matter why When you're eating apple pie And it don't matter why When you're eating apple pie The apple pie The apple pie When you're eating apple pie