Ha-ha. Let me tell you 'bout this guy. I met this man the other day. I mean, cheap is cheap but this guy gave a new meaning to the word. Kind of reminds me of manager of Y&T, you know? Stop cash flow and the music be ringing. I gots to tell you about this man. I'll put it in my own words for you. This is how it went: I wanted dinner and you give the tip He had twenty-seven cents and a chewed toothpick Got a picture in his wallet of Ebenezer Scrooge, yeah I said, "Old Ebenezer ain't got nothing on you." Well, he talks real loud but his money never makes a sound When the chips lay down he's lost in the crowd, can't be found He's got short arms and deep pockets A penny-pincher in the first degree Short arms and deep pockets In other words, you can say he was cheap Took him to a party, first class uptown Stuffing all his pockets every time I turn around Well, he talks real loud but his money never makes a sound Well, when the chips lay down he's lost in the crowd, can't be found He's got short arms and deep pockets A penny-pincher in the first degree Short arms and deep pockets In other words, you can say he was cheap Man, that guy was a cheap dude Tell me Oh, Ebenezer, Ebenezer's great Get down, here we go! Tell me now, baby Here he comes You can just about hear him squeak He's got short arms and deep pockets A penny-pincher in the first degree Short arms and deep pockets In other words, you can say he was cheap Short arms and deep pockets Oh man, you can hear him squeak Short arms and deep pockets I bet you could say (I bet you could say) I bet you could say that man was nothin' but a dirty dog, nothing, dirt-cheap