Give her a ticket for an aeroplane,
Even though she has fears of same.
Brett’s days are gone, Ford’s coming here,
Our savior just wrote me a letter.
I don’t care how much money we gotta spend,
Got to get her story to the press, my friend.
Brett’s days are gone, Ford’s coming here.
Our savior just wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter
said she couldn’t live with her secret no more.
Listen, sister, can’t you see I got to leak her letter
to the press before.
Anyway, yeah!
