My brother stirs the kool-aid, giving sips
Two cents and a penny buys a set of big wax lips
Riding with no hands around the turn
Let's find a guy named Francis and give him an Indian burn
And we can go tell Roger there's another face
Looking in the window
Standing with my clothes on in the rain
Let's make some funny phone calls to folks with funny names
Albert holds his breath when he gets mad
That's when I really like him 'cause his breath is really bad
And we can go tell Roger there's another face
Looking in the window
I know that Lucy Higgins still loves me
'Cause she hit me with her lunch pail when I kicked her on the knee
My brother stirs the kool-aid, giving sips
Two cents and a penny buys a set of big wax lips
And we can go tell Roger there's another face
Looking in the window
Lookin' in the window
Lookin' in the window
Lookin' in the window