No use in asking 'what's this do?' Every four years it's something new It might bring me a coke, Ice and lemon to go With all the sourness It might bring an intern, A cigar she can earn Make her feel powerless Don't push me now to push it down No use in wondering 'how and why?' Each has a penchant for the strangest delights It might bring me a hoop, With a ball I can shoot And bounce around the place It might bring my acrylics, And a canvas to finish In an amateur way Don't push me now to push it down It will bring me a coke, Ice and lemon to go It will bring an intern, A cigar she can earn It will bring me a hoop With a ball I can shoot It will bring my acrylics And a canvas to finish Don't push me now to push it down