"Margo And Harold" lyrics - DRIVE-BY TRUCKERS

I don't want to go to dinner with Margo and Harold
I don't like the way he looks at you
Or the way she looks at me
The 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
I don't want to make small talk
Innuendo
Or go for a ride in Harold's Corvette

I'm scared of the basement of Harold's Pawn Shop
I've heard tales of what goes down there
Mid-life crisis, high on Dilaudid
Valium and crystal meth

Harold and Margo
Feeling no pain
Fifty 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 hear why Harold's now skinny
I 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