My Friend Steve - Arnie Lyrics
Arnie works the cyclone at the state fairSays he's in it for the chicksSmokes about two packs of cigarettes each dayAnd he drinks just like a fishArnie never talks of familyAnd he never found a wifeHe sleeps with the bearded ladySo does the guy that swallows knivesOh and I, I'm quite a lot like himOh and I, I'm quite a lot like himOh and I, I'm quite a lot like him-I swearArnie talks as if someday he'll leaveIf the right thing comes alongA distant dream as a mercenary marineIs a dream that's long goneMy eyes, my eyes they're not like hisMaybe a littleGod, I wish my eyes were just like hisArnie's on the road eight months each yearWinters down south where it's warmHe's in a trailer park in SarasotaGetting drunk with the clowns