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I was found out in the rushes, |
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Like a can of paint and old paintbrushes, |
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Like a ribbon wrapped around an old latch key, |
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Wicknor-Whatnot that's what you call me. |
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I was sleeping on your patio, |
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Listening to your brand new radio, |
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When you startled me awake, |
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I'm a man - I insist you insist on a piece of cake |
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Uh oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh |
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Uh oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh |
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Uh oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh |
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Way out west, |
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Stake that claim, |
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And forget everybody else's name, |
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I cant say, |
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Knew you well, |
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Lets pretend so we can begin again. |
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You've got eyes like Oklahoma |
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Learned to swim in Lake Texoma |
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Chances are you plan to leave too soon |
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Oklahoma that's what Ill call you! |
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When you're left with nowhere else to go, |
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Try and get me on my telephone, |
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And you'll find I threw it in a lake, |
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You're a man - You insist I insist on a piece of cake |
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Uh oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh |
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Uh oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh |
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Uh oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh, Uh ooh-ah oh |
