Walter BeckerDoor Number Two

Tell me real, tell me true Tell me more about door number two Do me red, do me blue What goes on behind door number two? Betsy Button, she just got old She drives to Vegas with a kid or two She saved her nickels, it sure adds up Now she’s got 'em in a paper cup She needs three bars, three cherries Three lemons, three pigs A date with Elvis, a new car A roll of dollars for the cookie jar Tell me real, tell me true Tell me more about door number two Do me red, do me blue What’s to do behind door number two? Please Mr. Barker, look and see What are the chances for a city boy? About my age, my height and weight What is the payout on an inside straight? A new love, a new hairline Fame and fortune, a square deal High adventure in a far-off world An assignation with a college girl Tell me real, tell me true Tell me more about door number two Do me red, do me blue What goes on behind door number two? This old town goes on and on It ages better than my bag of tricks Nothing finer for the old morale Than a tony townhouse in a swank locale The Bahamas, the Bermudas The Barbados or I don't know Gin and tonic on the veranda A firm appointment with the late, late show Tell me real, tell me true Tell me more about door number two Do me red, do me blue What goes on behind door number two?
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