Three Chords

Oh I took a wrong turn, it was the right turn
My turn to have me a ball
Boys at the shop told me just where to stop
If I wanted to play for it all
I didn’t know I’d find her on daytime TV
My whole world lies waiting behind door number three

I chose my apparel, I wore a beer barrel
And they rolled me to the very first row
I held a big sign that said, kiss me I’m a baker
And Monty I sure need the dough
Then I grabbed that sucker by the throat until he called on me
‘Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three

And I don’t want what Jay’s got on his table
Or the box Carol Merrill points to on the floor
No I’ll hold out just as long as I am able
Or until I can unlock that lucky door
Well, she’s no big deal to most folks
But she’s everything to me
‘Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three