I was in school, always caught up in duels And you gave me lessons in pacing We had a job, moving boxes for Bob And talking about stockcar racing And once in a while, you'd show up in style And joke that you wouldn't be working Say "I'm afraid I mislaid all the parts that came through And I'm ashamed but the blame has been shifted to you Now if you look in the book you will find that it's true See you later, back in a few." Later that year, I was living in fear Of someone I shouldn't have cheated You came to me and said "Son, can't you see If you run, you are still undefeated. And that would be fine, but this weekend I'm flying So sorry, but you gotta be working." Say "I'm afraid I mislaid all the parts that came through And I'm ashamed but the blame has been shifted to you Now if you look in the book you will find that it's true See you later, back in a few." Back in a few, we'll be waiting for you You had something to do with our story Back in a few, say hello, Mary Lou You remember, don't you, a Miss Cory? And once in a while, you still show up in style And joke that I shouldn't be working And once in a while, you still show up and smile And say, "Gimme your hand, boy, it's working." But I'm afraid I mislaid all the parts that came through And I'm ashamed but the blame has been shifted to you Now if you look in the book you will find that it's true See you later, back in a few