When you seek you will find, that lost stitch in time is mine
so my penny for your thought or it’s your ass I haven’t forgotten.
Cause if you snooze you lose, giving you that old-time blues
if shit happens, you go down with the ship you’re the captain.
Then you will look before the leap, you’ll win or lose if you compete,
in the thrill of victory no agony of defeat, is it still sweet if I cheat.
when they come a dime a dozen, then help me lie you’re my cousin,
then you’ll reap what you sow, now pucker them lips up and blow.