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.