Texty: Jon McLaughlin. Other. Amelia's Missing.

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 letters 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 know



'cause can't find Crazy Horse,

can't find Hoffa and Amelia's missing somewhere out at sea