And she’ll have fun fun fun,
'Til her daddy takes the T-bird away,
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-bird away).
It’s got a Lincoln motor and it’s really souped up
That Model A Vitimix makes it look like a pup
It’s got eight cylinders, uses them all
It’s got overdrive, just won’t stall
I met a devil woman
She took my heart away
She said, I’ve had it comin’ to me
But I wanted it that way
I think that any love is good lovin’
So I took what I could get, mmh
Oooh, oooh she looked at me with big brown eyes
And said,
You ain’t seen nothin’ yet
B-b-b-baby, you just ain’t seen n-n-nothin’ yet
Here’s something that you never gonna forget
B-b-b-baby, you just ain’t seen n-n-nothin’ yet
Y-y-y-y-y-you tell her 'cause I-I-I-I-I-stu-stutter
And I’ll o-o-o-o-only get in D-Dutch!
Tell her I’ve s-saved a lotta dough, and I’ll get a b-b-b-b-bungalow
Then I think we ought to have some chi-chi-(whistle) a lotta chickens!
H-H-H-H-Help a feller and g-g-g-g-go and tell her
I’ve b-b-b-b-bought the ring and such
Stutter stutter says the little boy
I want to blow a hole in my head
I swear what this world wants to hear
Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome
Stutter stutter silence no friend
Childern can be cruel she said
So I smashed her in the fucking head
Sorry dear that’s the nature of Tourette
Why don’t you cry
For the guy?
Said goodbye
Run away
Why don’t you cry
For the guy?
Said goodbye
I said OK
Cause
Ooh boy d’you miss me like a hole in the head?
Because I do boy
And it’s cool boy and
Ooh betcha never thought I’d get out of bed
Because of you boy
Such a fool boy
(Such a fool)
(Oh) Just hop out of the bed, (hey)
Go ahead face the day,
Who cares what you know,
Don’t let that in the way no way,
Shut out all the doubt, (hey)
Just get up and go,
What’s on the other side? (Yeah)
You will never know unless you,
Go, go, go, gi-i-irl,
Someone’s morning begins
The phone in the next apartment is ringing
The man upstairs in the shower is singing loudly
Someone’s morning begins
The shadows on his window are thinning
The picture on his dresser is grinning proudly
Morning again, the sun is probably shining
Someone is probably finding his way
Morning again, somebody else’s day
And somewhere far away there’s another day
And someone’s getting out of bed
She puts on her face in the morning space
She doesn’t know if she’s dead
Her ruby lips can’t excite me anymore
And pain sprawls on the chair, it’s always there
And he descends the stairs, he doesn’t see
The sunburned landlord glares, for all the people
He can never be
Ruby, my light
You’ll be my light
You’ll be my day and night
You’ll be mine tonight…
Let it never be said that romance is dead
'Cause there’s so little else occupying my head
There is nothing I need, 'cept the function to breathe
But I’m not really fussed doesn’t matter to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
You’ve painted up your lips an rolled and curled your tinted hair
Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The Shadow on the wall tells me the sun is going down -
Oh Ruby
Don’t take your love to town
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I’m gonna miss you
What’s my sex, what’s my name, all in all it’s all the same
Everybody plays a different game, that is all
The man may live, the man may die, searching for the question why
But if he tries to rule the sky he must fall
Whoa, where do you go?
When you don’t want no one to know?
Who told tomorrow Tuesday’s dead
Timothy Leary’s dead.
No, no, no, no, He’s outside looking in.
Timothy Leary’s dead.
No, no, no, no, He’s outside looking in.
He’ll fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day,
Timothy Leary. Timothy Leary.
Fly me high through the starry skies
Maybe to an astral plane
Cross the highways of fantasy
Help me to forget today’s pain
Oh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Oh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light
And here, she’s acting happy,
Inside her handsome home,
And me, I’m flying in my taxi,
Taking tips, and getting stoned.
I go flying so high, when I’m stoned.
Take a little tip from Mr. Racetrack Tony
Stick it on the nose and ride your pony
Dance for the winner and ride your nag
Take your dinner from a new nose back
Gotta to go faster
Gotta get along
Gotta to go faster
Ride…
I got the horse right here
His name is Paul Revere
And there’s a guy that says if the weather’s clear
Can do, can do
This guy says the horse can do
If he says, the horse can do
Can do, can do
If you want to tell beautiful lies
Listen to me
There is a word that you can use
Try it and see