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