WHATCHACALLITSNAME

I saw some guy on the docks
Lookin’ for something he lost
Which made me think of you
When I took your WHATCHA-CALL-ITS-NAME
I never gave it back
What if I give it back today?

It’s awkward to admit
I never asked to borrow it
So I didn’t say a thing
When you thought you’d dropped it in the lake
I meant to give it back
I guess it slipped my mind until today

When I was growing up
I liked collecting stuff
I think I’m past that now
But I still can’t throw a thing away
In plastic boxes, under beds and backs of closets’s where they stay

(All right!)

Among these many bins
Not sure which one it’s in
It’s gonna take a while
But this has got to be the way
So I’m gonna find it now
So I can give it back today

And this is how it went:
I found my rubber ducks
I found my Tonka trucks
I found my bags of rocks
I found my wind-up bots
I found my Lincoln Logs
I found my jumping frogs
I found my novel socks
I found my cuckoo clocks
I found my resin bugs
I found my landmark mugs
I found my lanyards
I even found those credit cards
I found most everything but
I couldn’t find your WHATCHA-CALL-ITS-NAME...

I’ll find it, somehow
That’s when I’ll call you up
And it will all be just the same
I know we’ll meet again
We’ll meet again, but not today