Two umbrellas up for sale
Mine will leak
It never fails
I dial wrong numbers every time
And always lose my dime

And with love naturally
What I’ve got eyes for can’t see me
I set my sights and make my run
And son of a gun

I was a day late and a dollar short
All the sweet cookies
In the store been bought
The prize fish in the creek's been caught
Everything choice is gone
Might as well travel on

I play my guitar a string will snap
They serve hot soup
It’s in my lap
I make a fine day and I get stuck
Well it’s just my luck

That I’m a day late and a dollar short
All the sweet cookies
In the store been bought
The prize fish in the creek’s been caught
Everything choice is gone
Might as well travel on