Karaoké Duncan Paul Simon

Couple in the next room

Bound to win a prize

They've been goin' at it all night long

Well I'm tryin' to get some sleep but these motel walls are cheap

Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my song

Here's my song

My father was a fisherman

My ma ma was the fisherman's friend

And I was born in the boredom and the chowder

So when I reached my prime

I left my home in the Maritimes

Headed down the turnpike for New England

Sweet New England

Holes in my confidence

Holes in the knees of my jeans

I was left without a penny in my pocket

Ooh wee

I was about destituted as a kid could be

And I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it

I'd like to hock it

A young girl in a parkin' lot was preachin' to a crowd

Singin' sacred songs and readin' from the Bible

Well I told her I was lost and she told me all about the Pentecost

And I seen that girl as the road to my survival

I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know

Just later on the very same night when I crept to her tent with a flashlight

And my long years of innocence ended

Well she took me to the woods

Sayin' Here comes somethin' and it feels so good

And just like a dog

I was befriended

I was befriended

Oh oh what a night

Oh what a garden of delight

Even now that sweet memory lingers

I was playin' my guitar

Lyin' underneath the stars

Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers

For my fingers

I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know