The rooster sees around the blur, according to the sound
The rooster sees around the blur, according to the sound
Recording pretty Polly, his duty to the pound
Pretty Polly, by golly, let go and play with me
Pretty Polly, by golly, let go and play with me
Before the king gets hairy, go fly to Tennessee
She dumped all his findings away from the goat
She dumped all his findings away from the goat
Downtown in the valley, the bus didn't float
She wed a little burger, her hat getting high
She wed a little burger, her hat getting high
Lou, Doug and Ray, all in suede standing by
Don't kill me, you're silly to think I might trade
Don't kill me, you're silly to think I might trade
Me and Ray in the weed, with the baby mustache
Oh Polly, dear Polly, don't get so uptight
Oh Polly, dear Polly, don't get so uptight
You're driving me crazy and sinking the night
He sat upon her garter, horoscope did glow
He sat upon her garter, horoscope did glow
Down there in the basement, the party went slow
A guest ate the day, less fat wooly mustache
A guest ate the day, less fat wooly mustache
Tom duly ate his Folly and went out to play