Grounded

Doctor's leaving for the holiday season Got crystal ice picks but no gift for the gab And in the parking lot, is the sedan he bought He never, he never complains when it's hot [Incomprehensible] I don't know which Boys are dying on these streets I guess a medical world could knock you out To sell the coins that you jayed last Thursday Dine by candlelight, your hold your savings tight You never, you never know when the bridge falls apart He phoned the foreign daughter in a sauna, playing contract bridge They're soaking up the fauna, doing blotters I don't know which Boys are dying on these streets