Drive-By Truckers - Margo and Harold lyrics

I don't want to go to
Dinner with Margo and Harold
I don't like the way he looks at you
And the way she looks at me
Way they look at each other
Like we're just part of some private joke

I don't want to go dinner
With Margo and Harold
No matter how good the food
I don't want to make small talk, innuendo
Or go for a ride in Harold's Corvette

I'm scared of the basement
Of Harold's Pawn Shop
I've heard tales of what goes down there
Mid-life crises, high on Dilauded, Valium
And crystal meth
Harold and Margo, feeling no pain
Fifty and crazy, big hair and cocaine
If they call on the phone


Tell them I'm not home
That night with Margo was a long time ago
It makes me nervous how much Harold knows
And the way that he looks at you

I don't want to see why Harold's now skinny
I don't want to see Margo's bikini
So if they call
Tell them you ain't seen me or
That I'm in too much pain
Harold and Margo, taking aim
Horny and loaded, big hair and cocaine