Edith, playboy, rolling stonenIt’s been twenty years since your first scarsnEvel knievel, rest your bonesnThey said of you-the boy'd go farnnSo please excuse if I have no newsnI’ve made a new friend, but she’s in my bodynPlease excuse if I seem usednI’m out of timennYou’re there, I’m herenWell ain’t it lownI wedded you crossed your starsnnEdith, playboy, rolling stonenIt’s been 20 years since our first scarsnSo please excuse if I’ve no newsnI’ve made a new friend, but she’s in my bodynPlease excuse if I been usednI’m out of timennPlease excuse If I’ve no newsnI’ve got a lot of change, but I ain’t got pocketsnPlease excuse if I seemed usednI’m out of timenAll out of time