whole truth

Monday
Seventeen degrees
The shadows disappear
All around you, dear
Until its loud and clear
Isnt it the truth?
The whole truth
Nothing but the truth
So help me
The whole truth
Nothing but the truth
So help me, God
Im the bad guy
Waiting in the wings
And the key light hat
All my words fall flat
But Im used to that
Getting to the truth
The whole truth
Nothing but the truth
So help me
The whole truth
Nothing but the truth
So help me, God
Baby, if you want to talk
Ill be there to listen
Neither rain, not hail
Or sleet or snow
But Cahuenga is stop and go
This much I do know
All I wants the truth
The whole truth
Nothing but the truth
So help me
The whole truth
Nothing but the truth
So help me, God
Baby, if you want to talk
Ill be there to listen
(Neither rain, not hail)
(Or sleet or snow)
Baby , if you want to talk
(Neither rain, not hail)
(Or sleet or snow)