Fibbin' up and down in circles
Skidding down a road of white lies
Staring in and out Ford Broncos
Fibbin' to a fool's paradise

IT'S MY TURN TO JIVE
BUT IT'S MY TURN TO JIVE

Fibbin' to a Goldman pallbearer
Fibbin' to the edge of cajole
Fibbin' on MacNeil-Lehrer
Fibbin' to the judge 'bout a deep, dark hole
(Putt!ing!golf!balls!in!the!dark!)

Fibbin' day and night in circles
Slicing like a whirlwind that cleaves
Stealing in and out back alleys
Fibbin' to a lawyer den of thieves

BUT IT'S MY TURN TO JIVE

Fibbin' in -- Fibbin' to the edge
Fibbin' out -- Near the thin end of the hedge
Fibbin' off - With gloves I've never seen
Fibbin' on -- By the road to somewhere I've never been (Mexico)

IT'S MY TURN TO JIVE
BUT IT'S MY TURN TO JIVE

The dough unwinds before me
What was there is gone
Take off my Bruno Maglis
And I go riding on