Let me ask you if you know The story of a puppet, Pinnochio? He had a habit that caused his wooden nose to grow and grow Don't lie, it's not nice It's not a virtue, it's a vice You get away once, but baby not twice Oh please don't lie to me Once I stole a piece of cake My momma asked me, did I take? I said no. She said babe Oh please don't lie to me Now I'm not sayin' that Every bit of light has got to be shed Some things are just better left unsaid When I ask you where you were Indisposed. I sure you were Don't tell me you've been with him When you know you've been with her Now I'm not sayin' that Everything has got to be black or white For instance the Sun's a star And it don't shine at night But for every shade of gray Comes between night and day