Lyrics:
Let there be you,
Let there be me.
Let there be oysters
Under the sea.
Let there be wind,
An occasional rain.
Chile con carne,
before your time
When I was younger, I thought I ruled the world
It was an oyster at my feet
Dancing to my own drum, fishing out the pearl
Yes I would
made by an oyster)
New Orleans
(Rampart Street)
(You can’t be sure of a thing)
When I get tired of restin’ there’s nothing to do but walk
(Walk it off,
Joe?
We're gonna have Christmas dinner.
You know, all the trimmings:
turkey, celery stuffing, oysters maybe.
Chestnuts, all the trimmings, you know.
oyster, a hotel room's a prison cell
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it
dear oyster shell reveal your hidden pearl
Alone, the deaf, the sick, the blind
Turn grimly for the knife
The prophet stoops to soothe their brow
Let
as Oyster Bay Long Island
Rode a boy with a six pack in his hand
And his daring life of crime
Made him a legend in his time
East and west of the Rio
I wanna go back to the island
Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'
Give me oysters and beer for dinner every day of the year
And I'll feel
condominium
A bluebird oyster was caught with "foyle"
He "swoyre" he didn't even know the "goyle"
The deep blue sea, the deep blue sea
There's a lot
A poor man wants the oyster
A rich man wants the pearl
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
A poor man wants the oyster
A rich man wants the pearl
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
Let there be you, let there be me
Let there be oysters under the sea
Let there be wind, occasional rain
Chili con carne, and sparkling champagne
blab, blab!
Blab, blab, blab!
Now when you come in for pork chops,
Or oysters that are fried,
You're gonna get more than pork chops,
You'll get
Here's my own belief about all the dirty girls
That you have to clean the oyster to find the pearl
And like rags that belong to you I belong to myself
sing).
A bird, I do too.
(A pearl is made by an oyster)
New Orleans? (Rampart Street)
(You can't be sure of a thing)
When I get tired of restin'
Let there be you,
Let there be me.
Let there be oysters
Under the sea.
Let there be wind,
An occasional rain.
Chile con carne,
Sparkling
Completely round is the perfect pearl the oyster manufactures
Completely round is the steering wheel that leads to compound fractures
Completely
Completely round is the perfect pearl the oyster manufactures.
Completely round is the steering wheel that leads to compound fractures.
Completely
crocodile? No, alligator
I was not a dancing bear or a tall giraffe
I was only me and that's the way I'll be
Oh, that's the way I'll be
I enjoy being an oyster
tight hold tight hold tight
Foo-ra-de-ack-a-sa-ki
Want some seafood Mama
Steamers and sauce and then of course I like oysters lobsters too
And I like
tight hold tight hold tight
Foo-ra-de-ack-a-sa-ki
Want some seafood Mama
Steamers and sauce and then of course I like oysters lobsters too
And I like
Let there be you,
Let there be me.
Let there be oysters
Under the sea.
Let there be wind,
An occassional rain.
Chile con carne,
Sparkling
Crystal
And if she calls you long distance just be there
Oh Crystal
The world is your oyster, you're a pearl
But he's a jewel and my friend
I'm sure
too
(A pearl is made by an oyster), New Orleans?
(Rampart Street)
(You can't be sure of a thing)
When I get tired of restin' there's nothing
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