Twenty years   Time flashes by like lightning in the sky   Twenty years of questions come down to 'Who am I?'   Thank you God for giving us all this sense of humor      All right, it's ten to six   You've gotta go, 'cause I've gotta go   Oh, now she's throwin' me out now that she had her little say   We have some lovely parting gifts for you Lynette   Thanks for coming down   Oh, she tryin' to shut me up   Do do do   Bonus