Eddies got a walking stick  But he doesn't move, to fast  Every time he goes outside  He's taking a ride, with me  And Johnnys got a rocking chair  And all of his hair, I swear  And reading is his favourite way   To spend his time, all day    (x2)  Hey  This is it  This is it  This is it    Betty was a movie star   And I'm on gaurd, tight flicks  And when she tells you all about  You better watch out, that's it  Loretta wet her bed last night  But that's alright, I said  She kissed me as I pulled the shade  But then I waved, goodnight.    (x4)  Hey  This is it  This is it  This is it    Nonnie fell and broke her hip  It's harder to skip, these days  The sleeping occupies your time  After the wine, settles in  Margies in a produce pile   Shes been there awhile, all night  She's digging for the perfect plum  With a bottle of rum, that's right    (x4)  Hey  This is it  This is it  This is it