I'm a pistol packing papa, and when I walk down the street You can hear those mamas shoutin': Don't turn your gun on me! Now girls, I'm just a good guy, and I'm goin' to have my fun And if you don't wanna smell my smoke, don't monkey with my gun! Lik
There was one September day that Papa worked to hard First he crucified every dandelion out in the yard Then he screamed at baby twice for throwin' rocks at passin' cars Baby didn't listen, so like a priceless work of art He got snatched by his Papa
Teeny Bopper, my teenage lover I caught your waves last night It sent my mind to wonderin'. You're such a groove Please don't move Please stay in my love house by the river. Fast talkin' guys with strange red eyes Have put things in your head And sta
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Yesterdays Yesterdays Days I knew as happy sweet Sequestered days Olden days Golden days Days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine And truth was mine Joyous free and flaming life Forsooth was mine Sad am I Glad am I For today I'm dreaming