I found him sneaking round my store I call my place "Sounds To Go" My rent is 80 meals a week I thought you should be first to know Being his folks, I know this comes as bad news So I'll let you in on something, before you cry the blues Your boy's got soul, yes he's easy, he's in control You you gotta go easy, he's a gem, he's one of them Happy Ending Kids He was checking out a Fender, drowsy I was resting my eyes He took a Stratocaster and ran, not to my surprise I had to go over and disturb him I wore out the seat of his pants Pu the axe in his trembling hands, said try to make me dance He's really got soul I'd say he's got it under control You know you gotta go easy He's a gem, he's one of them Happy Ending Kids