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"Darling Be Home Soon" (MP3)
It's so gay to shoot the moon
It's ok to shoot the moon
A pie in the face for bein' a sleep before told
A pie in the face for bein' a sleepy bull toad
A pie in the face for bein' a sleepy Bo-Joe
A pie in the face for bein' a sleepy bull toad
A pie in the face for bein' asleep with Old Joe
A pie in the face for bein' a sleepy bull toad
A pie in the face for being asleep before dawn
or
A pie in the face for bein' a sleeping bozo
A pie in the face for bein' a sleepy bull toad
And even if time is passing me by a lie
I couldn't care less about the deuce you say I die
Tomorrow I'll pay the deuce for droppin' by low
A pie in the face for bein' asleep before dawn
And even if time has passing me by a lot
I couldn't care less about the dues you say I got
Tomorrow I'll pay the dues for droppin' my load
A pie in your face for bein' a sleepy bulltoad
And fall on my face in somebody's fresh new mojo
And fall on my face on somebody's new mowed lawn
I couldn't care less about the douche you say I got.
I couldn't care less about the dues you say I got.
I couldn't care less if you say I douche or I die.
I couldn't care less about the dues you say I got.
Tomorrow I'll pay the dues, but don't be tied low
A pie in the face for being asleep with no dough
Tomorrow I'll pay the dues for dropping my load
A pie in the face for being a sleepy bull toad
Tomorrow at breakfast you may pick up your ears.
Tomorrow at breakfast you may prick up your ears.
Tomorrow at breakfast
You may snip off your beard.
Tomorrow at breakfast
You may prick up your ears.
What a day for Beijing
What a day for a daydream
What a day for a bagel
What a day for a daydream
What a day for bingeing
What a day for a daydream
What a death for a daydream
What a day for a daydream
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind?" (MP3)
Cute as a bonnet
Cute as a bunny
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind?" (MP3)
Saviors to one and let the other one lie
Say yes to one and let the other one ride
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind?" (MP3)
Say that you're wrong and get the other one right
Say yes to one and let the other one ride
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind?" (MP3)
Say yes to one and let the other one lie
Say yes to one and let the other one ride
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind?" (MP3)
Say yes to one and let the other one write
Say yes to one and let the other one ride
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind?" (MP3)
Say yes to one and let the other one write
Say yes to one and let the other one ride
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind" (MP3)
Say yes to one and let the other one lie
Say yes to one and let the other one ride
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind" (MP3)
Say yes to one and let the other one rhyme
Say yes to one and let the other one ride
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind" (MP3)
Sometimes there's one with big blue eyes,
cute as her buddy
Sometimes there's one with big blue eyes,
cute as a bunny
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind" (MP3)
Sometimes there's one with big blue eyes
Cute as a birdee.
Sometimes there's one with big blue eyes
Cute as a bunny.
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind" (MP3)
Sometimes you really dig a girl the moment your ears hurt.
Sometimes you really dig a girl the moment you kiss her.
"Do You Believe In Magic?" (MP3)
'Bout the music and Frieda
Whenever it starts.
How the music can free her
Whenever it starts.
"Do You Believe In Magic?" (MP3)
Do you believe in magie?
Do you believe in magic?
"magie" has the soft G
"Do You Believe In Magic?" (MP3)
Do you believe it’s my dick in a young girl’s art.
Do you believe in magic in a young girl’s heart.
"Do You Believe In Magic?" (MP3)
How the music and freedom can set you apart.
How the music can free her, whenever it starts.
"Do You Believe In Magic?" (MP3)
It will wipe off your face with an alloy track.
It won't wipe off your face no matter how you try.
"Do You Believe In Magic?" (MP3)
It won't wipe off your face with an alloy track.
It won't wipe off your face no matter how you try.
"Do You Believe In Magic" (MP3)
It's like trying to tell a painter about rock and roll
It's like trying to tell a stranger about rock and roll
"Do You Believe in Magic?" (MP3)
Do you believe in Mary?
Do you believe in magic?
"Do You Believe in Magic?" (MP3)
If it's judgment music or rhythm and blues
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues
"Do You Believe in Magic?" (MP3)
If it's just plain music or rhythm and blues
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues
"Do You Believe in Magic?" (MP3)
Just don't listen
Just go and listen
Ice cream cats
Play wild as mountain dew.
Nashville cats
Play wild as mountain dew.
Nashville Cats got a working four by two..
Nashville Cats get work before they're two.
Nashville Cats, it's worth performing, too
or
Nashville Cats, it worked a poor man, too.
Nashville Cats get work before they're two.
Nashville Cats, they loves Mountain Dew
Nashville Cats, play wild as mountain dew
Nashville Cats, they wogs Mountain Dew .
Nashville Cats, play wild as mountain dew.
Nashville cats are strangers to clean water
Nashville cats go wild on mountain dew
Nashville cats, been playin' with sixteen babies
Nashville cats get to work at half past two
Nashville cats play clean as country water
Nashville cats play wild as mountain dew
Nashville cats, been playin' since they's babies
Nashville cats get work before they're two
Nashville cats play clean's country waters
Nashville cats play mom's mountain dew
Nashville cats play clean as country waters
Nashville cats play wild as mountain dew
Nashville cats, they clean the country water
Nashville cats, they pour the Mountain Dew
Nashville cats play clean as country water
Nashville cats play wild as mountain dew
National cats play clean as country water
National cats play wild as mountain dew.
Nashville cats play clean as country water
Nashville cats play wild as mountain dew.
Nice clean cats
Play wild as mountain dew.
Nashville cats
Play wild as mountain dew.
They's wild as mountain dew.
Nashville cats
Play wild as mountain dew.
I must say, had I suggested this to the group when they composed it, I'm confident they would have adopted it instead; "Play" is fine enough indeed, but 'They's' fits right in with a more South'n colloquial grammar
"On the Road Again" (MP3)
I woke up this mornin', took my grandma for a walk
I woke up this mornin', looked around my four walls
"She's A Mystery To Me"
She smells like Listerine to me
She's a mystery to me
Then I could touch her and call her my confidante
That I could nudge her and call her my confidante
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
All night, a weasel at the bus stop
Till I'm wheezing at the bus stop
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
All night, people looking out there
Walking in the sidewalk, cornering the matches
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Back of my neck gettin' burned and pretty
Bend down, isn't it a pity?
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity?
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Do what you do, it'll be alright.
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat, it'll be alright.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Come-on, come-on, we'll dance all night
Just like the heat, it'll be alright.
Come-on, come-on, and dance all night
Despite the heat, it'll be alright.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Cool town, even in the city
Cool town evening in the city
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Cool town, living in the city
Dust so fine and looking so pretty
Cool town, evening in the city
Dressing so fine and looking so pretty
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Don't you know it's a critical place?
or
Don't you know it's a quizzical place?
Don't you know it's a pity the days?
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
July wheezing like a bus stop
or
Gonna meet you at the bus stop
or
Gonna meet you at the bus stop
Till I'm wheezing at the bus stop
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Got a hook with Aaron Carter from the city.
Gonna look in every corner of the city.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hollerin' in the mansions
Hotter than a matchhead
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot Damn! Summer in the city.
Back of my neck feeling pert and pretty,
Hot town! Summer in the city.
Back of my neck feeling dirt 'n' gritty
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot damn! Summer in the city
back of my neck getting dirt and pretty.
Pinned down, isn't it a pity
doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city.
All 'round people lookin' half-dead
walking on the sidewalk
rollin' in the matches.
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk,
hotter than a match head
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot damn! Summer in the city
back of my neck getting dirt and pretty.
Bend down, isn't it a pity
doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city.
All 'round people lookin' half-dead
walking on the sidewalk
haulin in a matress
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk,
hotter than a match head
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot damn! Summer in the city.
Back of my face never looked so pretty.
Hot town! Summer in the city.
Back of my neck feeling dirt 'n' gritty.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot damn! Summer in the city
Back of my neck feeling pelican pretty.
Hot town! Summer in the city
Back of my neck feeling dirt 'n' gritty.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot dog, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirt and s***ty
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirt and gritty
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot down summer in the city
Back of my neck getting burnt to bitties
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting burnt and gritty
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot now, summer in the city
Back of my neck gettin' dirty, pretty
Hot town, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All 'round people lookin' half-dead
Walking all 'round
Lookin' hotter than a match, yeah.
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot time, some in the city, back of my net getting dirt and gritty.
Hot town, summer in the city, back of my neck getting burnt and gritty.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot town summer in the city,
back of my neck getting dirt and gritty.
Bend down isn't it a pity
Hot town summer in the city,
back of my neck getting burnt and gritty.
Been down isn't it a pity
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot town summer in the city
Breaking my neck getting dirty and gritty.
Bend down isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the ciry.
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Hot tramp, summer in the city
Hot town, summer in the city
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Till I'm wheezing like a bus stop
or
Till I'm wheezin' like a bus stop
or
July wheezin' like a bus stop
or
Gonna meet you at the bus stop
Till I'm wheezy like a bus stub
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Top down, summer in the city
back of my neck sure is sticky.
bent down, looking at the city
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head.
"Summer In The City" (MP3)
Walkin' on the sidewalk, hotter than-a my chair.
Walkin' on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head.
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Just like me, it'll be all right.
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat, it'll be all right.
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Hash bag, summer in the city
Hot town, summer in the city
(Editor's note: It is not plausible to have heard this as "hashtag" because hashtags weren't around in the 1960s. Use some common sense, people!)
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Hatchback, summer in the city
Hot town, summer in the city
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Hot down summer in the city, back of my nuts getting dirty gritty.
Hot town summer in the city, back of my neck getting burnt and gritty.
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and pretty
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Hotter than a gnat's hair
Hotter than a matchhead
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Hotter than a mansion
Hotter than a matchhead
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Just bag the heat, it'll be alright
Despite the heat it'll be alright
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Just like me, it'll be all right.
Despite the heat, it'll be all right.
"Summer in the City" (MP3)
Till I'm wheezing like a bus stop.
Till I'm wheezing like a bus top.
"You Didn't Have to Be So Nice" (MP3)
If you had just lived once or twice
If you had just looked one or twice
"You Didn't Have to Be So Nice" (MP3)
You didn't have to be somebody
You didn't have to be so nice
"You Didn't Have to Be So Nice" (MP3)
You don't have to be so nice
You didn't have to be so nice