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

Buried 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?

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 I know?

'Cause can′t find Crazy Horse, can't find Hoffa

And Amelia's missing somewhere out at sea