Said we're together now And we're walking down the street I've got my Dockers and Chuck Taylors Strapped snugly to my feet Looking back on a year That's weathered like a pair of shoes A cold Sunday evening Hits me like the evening news But a phone call means so much I've got the dudes on the line And we're moving in the living room And we'll get together anytime In [?] Up and around the bend There's a great big house on the ridge Looking over Wisconsin's land Waking up in a cold room Paul is laughing up a storm And Wendy's cooking pancakes And Betty's on the horn We got [?] While the crust got [?] my eye I throw the goods into my evening napsack I got a koala tattooed on my neck I love to listen to the hits I'm gonna funk you out the door