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, 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, 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