#AmericanWriters
Mama said I’d lose my head If it wasn’t fastened on. Today I guess it wasn’t 'Cause while playing with my cousi… It fell off and rolled away
Oh the changing of the seasons it’… And though I find this balmy weat… There’s the wind come from tomorro… And I’m bound for the changing of… Oh it’s blowin’ in Chicago and it…
No one knows my lady when she’s lo… No one sees the fantasies and fear… There are those who’ve shared her… But no one hears my lady when she… No one hears my lady when she crie…
No I do not want a kitten, No cute, cuddly kitty-poo, No more long hair in my cornflakes… No more midnight meowing mews, No more scratchin’, snarlin’, spit…
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
They’ve put a brassiere on a camel… She wasn’t dressed proper, you kno… They’ve put a brassiere on a camel… So that her humps wouldn’t show. And they’re making other respectab…
An oak tree and a rosebush grew, Young and green together, Talking the talk of growing things… Wind and water and weather. And while the rosebush sweetly blo…
Come on, baby, grease your lips, Put on your hat, and shake your hi… And don’t forget to bring your shi… We’re goin’ to the Freakers Ball. Shake your mojo, bang your gong,
I’m the Dragon of Grindly Grun, I breathe fire as hot as the sun. When a knight comes to fight I just toast him on sight, Like a hot crispy cinnamon bun.
There’s a light on in the attic. Though the house is dark and shutt… I can see a flickering flutter, and I know what it’s about. I can see it from the outside,
Oh, I’m being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I’m being eaten by a boa constrict…
center Mama said I’d lose my head if it wasn’t fastened on. Today I guess it wasn’t 'cause while playing with my cousi…
I tried on the farmer’s hat, Didn’t fit’¦ A little too small - just a bit Too floppy. Couldn’t get used to it,
Only ate one drumstick At the picnic dance this summer, Just one little drumstick— They say I couldn’t be dumber. One tough and skinny drumstick,
1 little monkey was goin’ 2 the store when he saw a banana 3 he’d never climbed be4. By 5 o’clock that evenin’