Tune Up #2

Tell the folks at home what you're doing Roger
I'm writing one great song
The phone rings (Yes!)
We screen (speak)
Chestnuts roasting.

(Collins!) I'm downstairs
(Hey!) Roger picked up the phone
(No, it's me) throw down the key
A wild night is now preordained
I may be detained.

What does he mean?
What do you mean, detained?
(Ho, ho, ho) Benny, shit.

Dudes, I'm on my way
(Great, fuck) I need the rent
(What rent?) This past year's rent which I let slide
Let slide? You said we were 'Golden'.

When you bought the building
When we were roommates
Remember, you lived here?

How could I forget?
You, me, Collins and Maureen
How is the drama Queen?
She's performing tonight.

I know, still her production manager?
Two days ago I was bumped
You still dating her?
Last month I was dumped.

She's in love
She's got a new man?
(Well, no) what's his name?
Joanne

Rent, my amigos, is due
Or I will have to evict you
Be there in a few.

The power blows.