Got (a letter) up this morning how do you reckon it read? Red blue and green whoooo all through my head Licked the stamps saw a movie dropped the stamp I ain't got no blues no more I said Put me up thinkin' a postman's groovy I ain't I ain't got the blues no more I said.........
Well send me with a letter lord drop me with a telegram I said My baby walked just like she did Walking on hard-boiled eggs with a... she can steal em.... I ain't blue o more I said Lord one jumped up lord the other one quackin' Yeah she got those great big drums sticking out Whoooo Big chicken legs beat when she walks flappin' down the street where I live
Well she slippin' along easy like fried chicken Grew sort of greasy easy hmmmmm... Oh I ain't blue no more I ain't blue no more I said Well she walked along crazy like kinda crazy Sorta lazy sleazy cheesy you know what I mean I said...
Compositor: Don Van Vliet (BMI)Editor: Lupus Music Co. Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #25249780 em 13/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM