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 mystery

Never, 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 California

I was paying for my lottery ticket

And a can of ice-cold beer

He was out of cigarettes

Now we're calling off all bets

And 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 Calabashs

We'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