Nancy Drew

I swear my Houdini’s hat
And the warm western winds
That this here in my hand ain’t mine
I’m just holding on to it for a friend
I mean oo-de-lally golly what a day
I’m just here on my stoop listening to the game
Are you the sheriff round here
Why don’t you kick off those shoes and join me for a beer
Cause I swear on Orion’s Belt
And my friend Nancy Drew
If you turn in the badge and quit this gig
You might just get your soul back from the pigs