#AmericanWriters
I’m gonna throw my grass out the w… Crumple up my papers too Give away my speed, Cause all I’m… Is just a little bit of love from… And we’ll be makin’ it natural
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me… Went for a ride in a flying shoe. “Hooray!” “What fun!" “It’s time we flew!”
There’s a polar bear In our Frigidaire– He likes it 'cause it’s cold in th… With his seat in the meat And his face in the fish
Said General Clay to General Gor… To kill and die in such a bore I… Said General Gore to General Cla… And have some icecream on the way… Said General Clay to General Gor…
(Okay now years ago I wrote a son… And everything except then I star… It is unfair I am looking at the… And as I get more older and more… I begin to look at things from an…
Hey when I was a lad in fishing t… You can spend your life your jolly… Now you can search the world for p… But don’t go swimming with the mer… If you don’t know how to swim
Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early… And catch the worm for your breakf… If you’re a bird, be an early earl… But if you’re a worm, sleep late.
The morning sun touched lightly on The eyes of Lucy Jordan In her white suburban bedroom In a white suburban town, As she lay there ‘neath the covers…
Yeah hoodoo voodoo lady cast up yo… Let me know where did my baby go w… Hoodoo voodoo lady shake your blac… And bring my baby home bring my ba… I know she didn’t go up to New Yo…
I broke into the bank on Sunday, You should see the money I got. I couldn’t drag it home ‘til Mond… ’Cause it sure weighed an awful lo… Then I sat down to count it,
She put in her clothes, Then thought she’d get A free bath here At the launderette. So round she goes now,
Unwind my mind oh baby drain my br… Unscrew my head take a part of my… Scrape away the pain and start all… I tell you baby I don’t understan… While you’re lookin’ at the pictur…
The baby bat Screamed out in fright, 'Turn on the dark, I’m afraid of the light.'
(Daddy what if the sun stop shinin… If the sun stopped shinin’ you’d b… You’d stare at the heavens with wi… And the wind would carry your ligh… And the sun would start shinin’ ag…
She fumbles and stumbles And falls down the stairs, Makes love to the leg of the dinin… She’s ready for animals, women or… She’s doing Quaaludes again.