Eddie

Eddie's got a way of looking at the world

Through rose-colored glasses

He's got a little of the Midas touch

When it comes to mysteryNever, ever gonna show his cards

That's just the way things are

And I won't let go of Eddie for anything

I met him at the 76 on my way to CaliforniaI was paying for my lottery ticket

And a can of ice-cold beer

He was out of cigarettes

Now we're calling off all betsAnd I won't let go of Eddie for anything

I've got this feeling

I've got a real good feeling

Eddie's gonna get that jog in South CalabashsWe'll skinny dip in Silver Lake

And make love all afternoon

We might have to share one car

But that's just the way things are

And I won't let go of Eddie for anything

No, I won't let go of Eddie