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,

(bridge)
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 lovers
and I found levers
and I found new ways
just to tell old lies

(bridge)
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 I know

'cause I can't find Crazy Horse,
can't find Hoffa
and Amelia's missing
somewhere out at sea...