Will you ever believe the way he passed away
 I saw his widow speak on her fortune
 She was feelin' pretty apathetic

 Coax me, cajole me
 Coax me, cajole me

 If I drink concentrated OJ
 Can I think Consolidated's okay?
 It's not the band I hate, it's their fans
 Three cans of water perverts me

 Coax me, cajole me
 Coax me, cajole me
 Coax me, cajole me

 And after he died
 By rights she'd have cried
 I gave mine away
 I gave mine away

 I saw a widow's peak on her forehead
 It was full of lines and sinkers

 Coax me, cajole me
 Coax me, cajole me
 Coax me, cajole me