(v. peterson)
vicki and debbi

he´s got a slow, slow ride
got a camera inside
he takes a picture
hangs it up to dry

and there´s one girl named
and another disclaimed
all the time
you can´t help feeling ashamed

given new reasons to survive
he keeps a number of them alive
there´s a warning in the sky
a stranger passing by
and there´s more than meets the eye to the guy

when you´re so secure
never feeling unsure
that´s the time
to check behind your door

´cause there´s one thing said
when another is meant
he´s around
confusing you ´til the end.

seeing how changable you feel
don´t think this happiness is real

and it´s hard to justify
the tangles you untie
there´s more than meets the eye to the guy