Letra de Margo and harold

I don´t want to go to dinner with Margo and Harold.
I don´t like the way he looks at you, and the way she looks at me,
way they look at each other, like we´re just part of some private joke.

I don´t want to go dinner with Margo and Harold,
no matter how good the food.
I don´t want to make small talk, innuendo,
or go for a ride in Harold´s Corvette.

I´m scared of the basement of Harold´s Pawn Shop,
I´ve heard tales of what goes down there.
Mid-life crises, high on Dilauded, Valium, and crystal meth.
Harold and Margo, feeling no pain
Fifty and crazy, big hair and cocaine.

If they call on the phone, tell them I´m not home.
That night with Margo was a long time ago.
It makes me nervous how much Harold knows,
and the way that he looks at you.

I don´t want to see why Harold´s now skinny.
I don´t want to see Margo´s bikini.
So if they call, tell them you ain´t seen me or that I´m in too much pain.
Harold and Margo, taking aim.
Horny and loaded, big-hair and cocaine