Eh, eh Eh, eh Eh, eh Eh, eh, eh, eh I gotta hole in my pocket on a Sunday night I never thought I'd be alone And I gotta broken ankle and it don't feel right So I walk a little funny home So now maybe I could say I got a black beetle to come my way And now maybe I could say to you I gotta whole lotta money in a plastic bag I got it playing all your songs And I sing 'em in bed when I'm back from Indiana Could you got nothing on So now maybe I could say I got a black beetle to come my way And now maybe I could say I gotta black beetle and a cold bitter gaze Baby yeah I got it How could you not see (I got) two people who need my mind And two places to be Eh, eh Eh, eh Eh, eh Eh, eh, eh, eh I gotta hole in my pocket on a Sunday night I never thought you'd be the same And I'll see you in bed when I'm outta my head Warm in the overhang So now maybe I could say I got a black beetle to come my way And now maybe I could say I gotta black beetle and a cold bitter gaze Baby yeah I got it How could you not see (I got) two people who need my mind And two places to be Take my home Take my life Take my love Take my pride Want it all Thought I'd find Maybe you May be right I gotta hole in my pocket on a Sunday night (yeah) I gotta hole in my pocket on a Sunday night (night) So now maybe I could say I got a black beetle to come my way And now maybe I could say To you, I know you do, I know you do Eh, eh Eh, eh Eh, eh Eh, eh, eh, eh