Lyrics:
There's a southern accent
Where I come from
The young 'uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin'
But
the best, ha!
A-boom-bam, ba-boom-bam, Gainsbourg
L'un des ces yankees monkey me dit
"Give us your money!"
Qu'est-ce que t'aurais fait, toi?
Ils
the best, ha!
A-boom-bam, ba-boom-bam, Gainsbourg
L'un des ces yankees monkey me dit
"Give us your money!"
Qu'est-ce que t'aurais fait, toi?
Ils
the Yankees are fine
Why she reads Walter Winchell and understands every line
That's why the lady is a tramp, now
She likes do to go rowing down Central Park
the sky
And those of us who survived it are watchin' my Dixie die
But today at Appamattox General Lee sat down
And surrender to the Yankees
There's a southern accent, where I come from
The young 'uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin'
But
father was a Yankee too
And that's going some
For the Yankees, by gum
Oh, say can you see
Anything about my pedigree that's phoney?
I'm a Yankee
There's a southern accent, where I come from
The young 'uns call it country
The yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin'
But everything
There's a southern accent
Where I come from
The young 'uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin'
But everything
An' one day he just ran away.
Catfish, million-dollar-man,
Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can.
Come up where the Yankees are,
Dress up
[speaking]thank you! what a wonderful week to be in new york! the rangers won the stanley cup, right here at the garden. the yankees are in first
yearning
To mingle with the old-time throng
Give my regards to Old Broadway
And say that I'll be there, 'ere long
Did you ever see two Yankees
Part
The union went on strike
They never sailed at all
They sent a carrier out from Norfolk
And picked the Yankees up for free
They said that Queens could
less than a damn
We're from North California and South Alabam'
And all they've done is unite the whole land
There's no more Yankees and Rebels this
Yeah
All you self promoters are janky
We established like the Yankees
This whole fucking game thank us
We movin' militant but somehow you the one
the beach is divine
And I love the Yankees, Jeeter's just fine
I follow Rogers and Heart, she sings every line
That's why the lady is a tramp
I love
me
As a matter fact you should thank me
Even if you don't, you're welcome yankees
Zig-a zig-a zig-a zig-a
Who got the key to the world, now, yours
the beach is divine
And I love the Yankees, Jeeter's just fine
I follow Rogers and Heart, she sings every line
That's why the lady is a tramp
I love
the beach is divine
And I love the Yankees, Jeeter's just fine
I follow Rogers and Heart, she sings every line
That's why the lady is a tramp
I love
the beach is divine
And I love the Yankees, Jeeter's just fine
I follow Rogers and Heart, she sings every line
That's why the lady is a tramp
I love
of those days
When I been thinking poor me
I got no right to complain I guess
Cause right now all I can see
Is a little angel in a Yankees cap
It makes me
Hey
Why'd you wake me from my nap?
I'm not in the mood
To play your games
Or sit on your lap
You
Where's my Yankees drinking glass?
I
Rose, he knows he's such a credit to the game
But the Yankees grab the headline every time
Melodrama's so much fun
In black and white for everyone
demand
To see the Yankees safely home
Across the Rio Grande
But when at Churubusco
We made our final stand
No court of justice did we have
In the land
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