This here's the story about
dumb, dumb George,
who came up to Boston
one sunny afternoon.
He drove up from New York City,
Why do you think I make so much money.
I wanna do
a record
that'll make number one."
Dumb, dumb.
dumb, dumb George,
who came up to Boston
one sunny afternoon.
He drove up from New York City,
Why do you think I make so much money.
I wanna do
a record
that'll make number one."
Dumb, dumb.
Angeliou oh Angeliou Oh oh Angeliou Angeliou Oh Angeliou oh Angeliou oh my Angeliou In the month of May In the mo...
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Som...
Saw you shining in the sun this morning Saw you shining in the moon at night Saw you shining in the sun t...
There s a small cafe on the outskirts of town I ll be there when the sun goes down Where the roadside ben...
Half a mile from the county fair And the rain keep pourin down Me and Billy standin there With a silver ...
And we ll walk down the avenue again And we ll sing all the songs from way back when And we ll ...
I m Alabamy bound I m Alabamy bound And if the train don t stop n turn around I m Alabamy bound Don t you l...
Well I love you love you darlin Like I never whoa loved before I wanna get you yeah keep you All for mysel...
We get it almost every night and when that moon gets big and bright it s supernatural delight ev...
Here comes Sue and she looks crazy Skipping down the hillside gaily looking like the flowers that bloom in...
