Lipstick curlers
And go-go dancers
Gas tank fuelers
And some kind of cancer
Tree top forts
And old college men
Judicial courts
And dried throat phlegm
What do these things have in common
Nothing
Someone cry my foot to sleep
It's been awake for far too long
Someone cry my foot to sleep
Until the feeling is almost gone
Someone cry my foot to sleep
So I can end this song
Flooded rivers
And basketballs
Cold shivers
And city malls
Two way streets
And hot dog signs
Large clown feet
And other kinds
What do these things have in common
Maybe something
Someone cry my foot to sleep
It's been awake for far too long
Someone cry my foot to sleep
Until the feeling is almost gone
Someone cry my foot to sleep
So I can end this song
Air conditioning belts
And houses galore
Four kinds of felt
And hardwood floors
Sniper shooters
And highway pigs
Food at Hooters
And somebody's kids
What's this song about baby
Nothing