Slowly my guitar goes out of tune   Wishing all these songs would somehow dance around the room   Put me in your wallet like an old two dollar bill   Fifty cents a lesson and I'll teach you how to thrill      You and I know   That you don't understand a thing I say   So, I won't go away..no   You don't understand a thing I say   So, I lie      Growing old is always hard to do   Empathize and realize it's happening to you   It's one more day   Then one more month   Then one more year until   Your body goes   Your mind   And then your wife's left with the bill      You and I know   That you don't understand a thing I say   So, I won't go away..no   You don't understand a thing I say   So, I lie      Slowly my guitar goes out of tune   Wishing all the songs would somehow dance around the moon   Put me in your wallet like and old two dollar bill   Fifty cents a lesson and I'll teach you how to thrill