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I can't find Crazy Horse,
Can't find Hoffa and Amelia's missing somewhere out at sea,
And I hope they're happy,
Havin' a party and Elvis is servin' them up green apple martini's,
I can't find my watch,
I can't find my wallet,
So how in the hell am I supposed to find
The one that I love,
The one that I need,
Hidden so high,
Burried so deep
Well I found odd jobs and I found reasons,
For all kinds of ways I can waste my time,
And I found letters and I found levers
And I found new ways just to tell old lies,
I can't find my watch,
I can't find my wallet,
So how in the hell am I supposed to find
(chrous)
The one that I love,
The one that I need,
Hidden so high,
Burried so deep,
Somewhere to run,
Somewhere to go,
And if I ever find her,
How will I know, how will know
'cause can't find Crazy Horse,
Can't find Hoffa and Amelia's missing somewhere out at sea