Mister Ten Dollar Man with that gold in your hand,
Comin' 'round here after sunlight
With your peaches and your Pream
And your rollin' magazine,
Tellin' me you'll make me feel alright.
Now, you'll make me feel alright

Mister Ten Dollar Man with a girl by the hand,
Will this ten-spot take her away?
With his slaver's finance
He winked; Said, "Take a chance."
Don't you know, it happens ev'ry day.
I said it happens ev'ry day.

Mister Ten Dollar Man with that gun in your hand,
Can I get a case of those tonight?
And now you've got the order;
I said it's time to slip the border
Don't you know it happens every day
I said it happens every day

Tidify da, sinmah gough dah hep haing ding fum gogamamo.
Stry da fings thadd awondt oont do butt any il thang thad a wondt meeto.
Shees my nurirng my nu esit seten' ra mind at a ros reshoo.
I don loo kadang doo my net loohah leten meen you

Hmm, I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole.
I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole.
You just don't know what shape I'm in.

Try-da-fy thedit dern tasgoo
Itel dang ifl eeton if airs ron wichoo
Day me dy ron my nek
Thars a dang ana ding doo itan beegon

Shee kina sitn wita ly dou fang
Let it ang wit a itin imin babee
Ide oln lee pak da thangs yoodo
Letit ang ifen eeton wacha ron wichoo
I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole.

Wha', wha',  what you want?
My thang is a real fine thang
It's a thang, it's a real fine thang
It ain't broke it don't need a fix
36-22-36
Got a gyroscope goin' round and round
Got a Thunderbird take me all over town.
Got a transistor radio spottin' on the mix [startin' on the mix]
36-22-36
36-18-36
Where'd she go
What you say, what you say
What you say
36-22-36
What you say
36-22-36
What you want
36-22-36
What you say
36-22-36
What you want

A hundred thousand dollars
wouldn't touch the price I paid
of the hundred thousand moments
of the times I wish I'd stayed.
But even if I had all the time and money,
it's still the same old news.
Nothin' does you any good
when you got 2000 blues.

Ten thousand clouds
on a rainy rainy day
couldn't wash away
all the dust and the haze.
But I tried and I tried
to search for all the clues,
why I can't wash away
these 2000 blues.

If I had an airplane
with a co-pilot too,
I'd fly to a planet
that was closest to you.
I'd set the tracking system
with your safety fuse,
and set the countdown
for 2000 blues.