You Better Believe It - Gilbert O'Sullivan

You’d think that nothing could erase

Like rubber bullets well your right

I’ve got a lead one in my hand

It won’t erase a word I write

You are the keeper of the flame

You are the flame the keeper keeps

You are the kingdom of a god

Whose statue on occasion weeps I hate when sitting down to eat

Waiters who serve you with a writ

You better believe it

What say you I go out the door

What say you I come in again

What say you write to me in Braille

What say you use a ball point pen

Proof of the pudding is I’m told

Not in the eating but the place

Place being where it is put before

Before you get it in your face I’ll do whatever I don’t want

I’ll smoke as long as I see fit

You better believe it I read a book about a man

A protestant no less

Dreamt he woke up a catholic

Scared himself to death

Give me one reason to support

One reason to support one thing

Give me your Rolex or your life

Or else the trainers you are in

I think I am so

I must be I am I think a walking gag

I hate potatoes with my chips

Unless of course there in a bag

I’d love you even if at times

At times I wish I never did

You better believe it

You better believe it