Whole Truth

Monday
 Seventeen degrees
 The shadows disappear
 All around you, dear
 Until it's loud and clear
 Isn't it the truth?
 The whole truth
 Nothing but the truth
 So help me
 The whole truth
 Nothing but the truth
 So help me, God
 I'm the bad guy
 Waiting in the wings
 And the key light hat
 All my words fall flat
 But I'm used to that
 Getting to the truth
 The whole truth
 Nothing but the truth
 So help me
 The whole truth
 Nothing but the truth
 So help me, God
 Baby, if you want to talk
 I'll be there to listen
 Neither rain, not hail
 Or sleet or snow
 But Cahuenga is stop and go
 This much I do know
 All I want's the truth
 The whole truth
 Nothing but the truth
 So help me
 The whole truth
 Nothing but the truth
 So help me, God
 Baby, if you want to talk
 I'll be there to listen
 (Neither rain, not hail)
 (Or sleet or snow)
 Baby, if you want to talk
 (Neither rain, not hail)
 (Or sleet or snow)