Double Talk

This job is not to be believed
 And I cannot believe my luck
 I'm at the literary prime of my life
 And I'm about to have the time of my life
 Unless I'm easily deceived
 Though Buddy doesn't tend to sugarcoat his comments
 He'll all right
 All bark, no bite
 I've always longed for a chance to be watching
 A book of my own on the screen
 To look up and see Stone on the screen
 Would be better than fine
 Sit with my wife in a crowd
 As the credits are shown on the screen
 In a frame all alone on the screen
 It says "Screenplay by Stine"
 For making movies out of books
 They say that Buddy wrote the book
 I can depend on him to give me some lip
 But you can trust a guy who shoots from the hip
 Out here where nothing's how it looks
 It's hard to disregard a candid stand-up guy
 Who skips the double talk
 And lets you know exactly what he's thinking about you
 And I can beat the odds
 And meet his demands
 Though I'm a stranger in
 This strangest of lands
 This mad adventure I've begun
 Is unlike anything I know
 It's gonna be a lotta work
 And lots of fun
 And pots of dough