He he he, wroaa wroaa wroaa
. . . why's he got them two microphones taped together, what if we taped their dicks together? What would they say?
I get a feeling o the blues
(youd have a helluva time gettin' your pants on, I'll tell ya that...)
Oh Lord, since my baby said goodbye (been gonnnnne)
Dee dee dee dee
Lord I don't know what to do
All I do is sit and cry, oh lord
Since them dead-gone days you said goodbye
well lord I thought I would be die...
The beer that made Milwaukee famous
But the Braves didn't hurt it any
She do me, she do you
Shes got the kind of lovin'
Lord I loved to hear when
She called me sweet daddy