One, two, a one, two, three, four      Well, now the underground and overjoyed they come on just the same   Don't wanna get too real man, just wanna play the game   I guess ya knew it all along we were just singing in the rain   Can't get hipped to the down trip, the ship is sailing yet   And if it sinks, you know that all you really get is wet      Move over Ms. L   You know I wish you well   Move over Ms. L   You know I wish you well   Move over Ms. L      Well, now to err is something human and forgiving so divine   I'll forgive your trespasses, if you forgive me mine   Life's a deal, you knew it, when you signed the dotted line   They nail you to the paper, put a rope around your neck   And so we sing along, the boy stood on the burning deck      Move over Ms. L   You know I wish you well   Move over Ms. L   You know I wish you well   Move over Ms. L      Well, now momma poppa told me son you better watch your head   Your head is fulla snakes boy, you're better red than dead   They're starving back in China, that's what they always said   Can't get head in the head shop, your jeans are fulla crap   You're full of beans, you're in your teens, you lost your momma's road map      Move over Ms. L   You know I wish you well   Move over Ms. L   You know I wish you well   Move over Ms. L