RICHARD REIDEL and the CCQs
The Gate Swings Both Ways
by Richard Reidel & the CCQs
Don't go dickin' on your buddy, or writin' me upDon't go preachin' 'bout your honor, 'cause I'm gettin' fed up
I saw you talkin' with that Plebe girl -- or was she saying the Days?
Well, I know your C.O.
The gate swings both ways.
Don't go lookin' through my wardrobe
Keep away from my shelves
Keep your fingers out of my desk drawers
Keep your hands to yourself
Don't go counting my knick-knacks
Don't be such a haze
Have you seen the 2-2?
The gate swings both ways
You can tell the Tac I'm in the rack during SAMI
You can laugh all day till you go away, but when you return to find your green girl burned, don't come crying
I know you're the Section Marcher, and I was absent today
I guess you told the "P" I had no excuse, and the "P" said, "Okay"
I guess the Tac'll wanna see, me to explain my ways
Well, I could tell him 'bout your car
The gate swings both ways
When I'm at the hop, you try to cop all my girlfriends
But beware the day that your fiancee goes away with me up to Albany for the weekend
You got a bottle in your locker full of last year's gin
I saw you sneakin' into Ladycliff -- you know, you just can't win
You try to hide behind a Regs book; you know it never pays
You never posted the change
The gate swings both ways
The gate swings both ways
The gate swings both ways
The gate swings both ways
