Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Steak and pie

I hear tell you’re doin’ well,
Good thing have come to you.
I wish I had your happiness
And you had a do-wacka-do,
Wacka do, wacka-do, wacka-do.
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They tell me you’re runnin’ free,
Your days are never blue.
I wish I had your good-luck charm
And you had a do-wacka-do,
Wacka do, wacka-do, wacka-do.
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Yeah, I see you’re goin’ down the street in your big Cadillac,
You got girls in the front, you got girls in the back,
Yeah, way in back, you got money in a sack,
Both hands on the wheel and your shoulders rared back
root-doot-doot-doot-doot, do-wah...
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I hear tell you’re doin’ well,
Good things have come to you.
I wish I had your happiness
And you had a do-wacka-do,
Wacka do, wacka-do, wacka-do.
*
Roger Miller
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Sometimes, this is just how I feel.

6 comments:

OldHorsetailSnake said...

Take two women home and call me in the morning.

Ari said...

Wacka-doo is one of my current favorite words.

Spinning Girl said...

Hmm.

Lee Ann said...

Dave, I feel that way sometimes too! When you are awake staring at the moon, you should call me, I am probably doing the same!

Weary Hag said...

Not too often, I trust?

lilly05 said...

Do you wacka-do much?