Two umbrellas up for sale
Mine will leak it never fails
I dial wrong numbers every time
And always lose my dime
And with love naturally
What I’ve got eyes
for can’t see me
I set my sights and
make my run
And son of a gun

I was a day late and a dollar short
All the sweet cookies
in the store been bought
The prize fish in the
creek's been caught
Everything choice is gone
Might as well travel on

I play my guitar a string will snap
They serve hot soup it’s in my lap
I make a fine day and I get stuck
Well it’s just my luck

That I’m a day late and a dollar short
All the sweet cookies
in the store been bought
The prize fish in the
creek’s been caught
Everything choice is gone
Might as well travel on