And I was standin’ on the side of the road, my brains fallin’ on my shoes…
These boots are made for stalking, and that’s just what they’ll do…
. . .in the silence of a railway station, lettuce skins.
As mentioned in my CS thread:
Bahdahdahdah la bamba. . .
Being raised in S. TX and L.A., I knew the lyrics to that song before I could walk. Understandable for not speaking Spanish, tho, to hear that particular song in any number of ways. Funny thing is, it works any way you sing it!
Some of the others in this thread are really odd. Entertaining! But odd. 
Here with me, I’d much rather be
Reverend Blue-Jeans
Even now, this is how I mis-hear it! :eek:
Now the teen preacher looked so baffled
When I asked him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlights
Stapled to his chest
(Until I looked it up just now, I thought those were the lyrics. Bobdylan.com says there’s no ‘teen’ in there, and that it’s ‘headlines’ and not ‘headlights.’)
Don, we now are gay. A parrot!
Fa la la la la la la la la
Oh beautiful
For spaceship guys.
Oh, don’t whip me now!