Margo and Harold - Live at The Star Community Bar, Atlanta, GA/1999

I don't want to go to dinner with Margo and Harold
Don't like the way he looks at you
Or the way she looks at me, way they look at each other
Like we're just part of some private joke

I don't want to go dinner with Margo and Harold
No matter how good the food
Don't want to make small talk, innuendo
Or go for a ride in Harold's Corvette

Scared of the basement of Harold's Pawn Shop
I've heard tales of what goes down there
Mid-life crises, high on Dilauded, Valium and crystal meth
Harold and Margo, feeling no pain
50 and crazy, big hair and cocaine

If they call on the phone, tell them I'm not home

That night with Margo was a long time ago

It makes me nervous how much Harold knows

And the way that he looks at you

I don't want to see why Harold's now skinny
Don't want to see Margo's bikini
So if they call, tell them you ain't seen me
Or that I'm in too much pain
Harold and Margo, taking aim
Horny and loaded, big hair and cocaine