Shakey Graves - Alexander, City Born lyrics

Alexander, city born Same old clothes hes always worn At his window every night staring off into the sky Oh my what makes him tick How interesting Is he sick? Is he weak in the knees? Can he move yeah can he speak? Ooh all I really gotta do Is lock her up in my life Lock her up in my life He thinks Ooh all I really gotta do Is just lock her up in my life Lock her up in my life But shes got a Betty of her own No use for him Yeah shes got a Betty of her own No use for him Standard good as gold Does exactly as hes told Pull his strings and watch him dance Make him think he has a chance How interesting Is he sick? Is he weak in the knees? Can he move yeah can he speak? Yeah he thinks ooh all I really wanna do Is just lock her up in my life Lock her up in my life He thinks Ooh all I really gotta do Is just lock her up in my life Lock her up in my life But shes got a Betty of her own No use for him Yeah shes got a Betty of her own No use for him Always at the foot of her bed Where he vacations from time to time And lives from year to year