Lyrics:
Mister Moon, Mister Moon, Mister Moon shining bright as he could be
And as I passed him by, oh
He winked in the eye knowing that I, oh
I should have
Mr. Engineer, slow the engine down some more.
You're movin' just a little too fast,
I've got my foot down clear to the floor.
Steam engine,
Till next one don't let me down
Don't let me
Down
Mr Blake
Mr Blake
It's one o'clock and time for lunch (hum de dum, de dum)
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk
There's
)
Bonestripper
Ya don't know what ya got
Until you turn to Mrâ?¦
(Goin down)
Mr. Bonestripper
Do ya feel lucky
Are you ready to pay
Do ya feel guilty
as good?
Where I'd really like to go
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
Of course!
Do you really want to know?
Yes, yes, I do, I do
By
(3:49)
Lorna Mista Paper, Senator Pullman he just call. He ask how come ya don need no watah / Norman Don't need water! / Lorna Well, you let
If you just come outside
So good so far
Slow down ha ha
Movie stars and ads
And radio define romance
Don't turn it on
I don't wanna dance
Mr. Jones
just 'fore suppertime
[Chorus: x2]
Well I work down at the car wash
For a dollar and a dime
And mister, I hate my boss
It's at the car wash I'm
a big fat dove Shotgun Boogie,
Boy the feathers flew Look out Mister Dove
When she draws a bead on you I sat down on a log,
Took her on my lap She
Cheeba chebba, y'all
You're all (Cry together)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by (Cry together)
Yeah yeah
Ahh
looked down and smiled
Said, "We can't leave her behind"
"Son, I know you don't want her to go
But someday you'll change your mind"
And Johnny said
slips away
And leaves you with nothing mister but
Boring stories of
Glory days, yeah, they'll pass you by
Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's
Mr. Gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you dig little holes for the dead and the maimed
Please Mr. Gravedigger, I couldn't care
If you found a golden
pass me by
In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss
Someday, mister, I'm gonna lead a better life than this
Working on the highway,
and digging graves
He hates the reverend vicar and he lives all alone in his home
"Ah-choo, excuse me"
Please Mr. Gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you
an old, old friend
Just like a used to be
Well, I know by heart the words
She wrote to me
Oh yeah, well, well
She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please sent
(Telephone call for Mr Bones...)
Dear Mr. Bones, I've had enough
You can try, to pull us down
With your pinstipe weasle stuff
But word travels
pet
You're just stress and aggravation
Just because you said come over
Don't mean I wanna smell your stinkin' breath
So...
CHORUS
Listen, mister, you
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
And there's nothing like a walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon
as good?
Where I'd really like to go
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
Of course!
Do you really want to know?
Yes, yes, I do, I do
By
me Moe, and some, they call me Joe
But just remember Speedo, he don't never take it slow
Now they often call me Speedo
But my real name is Mr
on the wagon â??stead of under the hood
What's the low-down, Mr. Brown, I heard your boy's leavin' town?
I bought myself a Struggle Buggy, sucker's powder blue
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