Uh, yeah, his restaurant was near.
I’d have a meal. I’d have a beer,
And shoot the breeze. I don’t know why:
I really hardly knew the guy.

Well, yes, perhaps, I think I might
Have gone to see a game one night
With him, but I can testify
I really hardly knew the guy.

Oh, yeah, when campaign funds were low,
He’d hold events to raise some dough.
Though it’s his box we’d occupy,
I really hardly knew the guy.

For golf in Scotland? Yeah, that’s so.
When he arranged a trip, I’d go–
Just golfing. Nothing seemed awry.
I really hardly knew the guy.

Of course there was no quid pro quo!
Coincidence is what you’d show
If what he wanted got my aye.
I really hardly knew the guy.