This Is It

Eddies got a walking stick

But he doesn't move, to fast

Every time he goes outside

He's taking a ride, with me

And Johnnys got a rocking chair

And all of his hair, I swear

And reading is his favourite way

To spend his time, all day

(x2)

Hey

This is it

This is it

This is it

Betty was a movie star

And I'm on gaurd, tight flicks

And when she tells you all about

You better watch out, that's it

Loretta wet her bed last night

But that's alright, I said

She kissed me as I pulled the shade

But then I waved, goodnight.

(x4)

Hey

This is it

This is it

This is it

Nonnie fell and broke her hip

It's harder to skip, these days

The sleeping occupies your time

After the wine, settles in

Margies in a produce pile

Shes been there awhile, all night

She's digging for the perfect plum

With a bottle of rum, that's right

(x4)

Hey

This is it

This is it

This is it