(V. Peterson)  
Vicki and Debbi 
 
He's got a slow, slow ride 
Got a camera inside 
He takes a picture 
Hangs it up to dry 
 
And there's one girl named 
And another disclaimed 
All the time 
You can't help feeling ashamed 
 
Given new reasons to survive 
He keeps a number of them alive 
There's a warning in the sky 
A stranger passing by 
And there's more than meets the eye to the guy 
 
When you're so secure 
Never feeling unsure 
That's the time 
To check behind your door 
 
'Cause there's one thing said 
When another is meant 
He's around 
Confusing you 'til the end. 
 
Seeing how changable you feel 
Don't think this happiness is real 
 
And it's hard to justify 
The tangles you untie 
There's more than meets the eye to the guy