there was a truckstop, there was danger
and the FBI
the night was steeped in intrigue
there was a full moon in the sky
me head was tired
my eyes were wired and blue
you whispered in my ear
there was a motel to the right
we checked into a room
and bedded down for the night
i turned the tube on
set my dreams into flight
i was floating in a hurricane
but still driving in my car
there was an old guy in the crosswalk
they said he was a movie star
the roads were icy
things got dicey that night
i killed Walter Matthau
in a hit and run last night
his body was beneath my car
and i took off in flight
the cops were all around me
and the news trucks were there
my mom and dad were watching
from a tv at the fair
my dad was trying to win a tv set
by throwing darts
my ma was right beside him
acting like the queen of hearts
the news was breaking
they were shaking in fright
the carny asked my dad
if that was Steve Poltz on the tube
he denied he knew me
he said he didn't have a clue
they left quickly
feeling sickly and light
i killed Walter Matthau
in a hit and run last night
his body was beneath my car
and i took off in flight
the cops were all around me
and the news trucks were there
my mom and dad were watching
from a tv at the fair
i woke up from my dream
and you were staring right at me
you wiped the sweat off of my head
you were down upon one knee
i held you near, you squeezed the fear right out of me
the tv set was blaring
we were watching CNN
the anchor looked real serious
breaking news was coming in
they said "Walter Matthau passed away in his sleep last night"
Walter Matthau, won't you rest in peace tonight