Lyrics:
Pork
Pickle
Pie
Pork and pickle pie
Pork and pickle pie
Pork and pickle pie
So beautiful
You make me cry
Hot water crust pastry everyone needs
So
with a true sense of style"
"Aye aye, aye-aye-aye, just trust me", She said
"You, you, you need something up on your head
A pork pie, pillbox,
us with music
To two little dancers
Dancing outside a black bar
There's a sign up on the awning
It says ""Pork Pie Hat Bar""
It says ""Pork Pie Hat
your chicken skin suit
You think you're pretty hot
(Pork pie hat) In the pork pie hat
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie
your chicken skin suit
You think you're pretty hot
(Pork pie hat) In the pork pie hat
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie
You think you're pretty hot
(Pork pie hat) in your pork pie hat
Rudie can't fail rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail
a robot but it's all mine
So why you dancing like that?
Wearing your pork pie hat
I guess that now we know
Why they call you disco
So why you dancing like
Khakis and house shoes, pork pie hat ace, deuce
Gold thin-rimmed bifocals, eyes in today's news
Ball on the TV, highball glass clinking
As ice
Saving my money, honey, for a rainy day
Why would I do that
Old pork pie hat
Take me for a dance, come on, make it cha-cha-cha
All the ladies in
Your hot coffee & my black tea
I don't know about that
Oh guess we choose to disagree
But I like your pork pie hat
Well your sister always came
drivin', drivin' the pig tonight
It's a smoky revelation
And a pork pie ecstasy
The steering wheel is turning towards a feast of possibilities
Little
in Memphis
Marchetti singin' the blues
Soul sisters hugging Senoritas
All sportin' Blue suede shoes
Pork pie hats and sombreros
Hangin'
really matters
And I'd just like to say:
Brightly was the shone that night
Though the winter cruel
When a pork pie came inside
Gathering winter cruel
a black bar
There's a sign up on the awning
It says, "Pork Pie Hat Bar"
And there's black babies dancing
Tonight
a black bar
There's a sign up on the awning
It says, "Pork Pie Hat Bar"
And there's black babies dancing
Tonight
a black bar
There's a sign up on the awning
It says "Pork Pie Hat Bar"
And there's black babies dancing
Tonight
a black bar
There's a sign up on the awning
It says "Pork Pie Hat Bar"
And there's black babies dancing
Tonight
satchel and pork-pie hat
I'd hit every jazz joint on Bourbon
And I'd hit every one on Basin after that
The years kept passing as they passed me
a black bar
There's a sign up on the awning
It says "Pork Pie Hat Bar"
And there's black babies dancing
Tonight!
in a city, living in L.A.'s along way from Huddersfield town
The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven
But that's where he get's his pork pie
in a city, living in L.A.'s along way from Huddersfield town
The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven
But that's where he get's his pork pie
William Butler Yeats in jeans
Got up to play guitar and sing
In some join in Mission Beach last night
At the door sat Tom Waits
In a pork pie
the mark?
Well, the mark is the bar-code
The ubiquitous bar-code that you'll find on every bog roll
And every packet of Johnnies and every poxy-pork-pie
Well, the mark is the bar-code
The ubiquitous bar-code that you'll find on every bog roll
And every packet of Johnnies and every poxy-pork-pie
And every
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