Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bedOn the very next day, with a nose full of pus.Yea! Heavy and a bottle of breadYea! Heavy and a bottle of breadYea! Heavy and a bottle of breadIt's a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too,Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' outFor Wichita in a pile of fruit.Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a troutGet the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a troutGet the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a troutNow, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle.Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it.Slap that drummer with a pie that smells.Take me down to California, babyTake me down to California, babyTake me down to California, babyYes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bedOn the very next day, with a nose full of pus.Yea! Heavy and a bottle of breadYea! Heavy and a bottle of breadYea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
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Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.
The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
On the very next day, with a nose full of pus.
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
It's a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too,
Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' out
For Wichita in a pile of fruit.
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle.
Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it.
Slap that drummer with a pie that smells.
Take me down to California, baby
Take me down to California, baby
Take me down to California, baby
Yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.
The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
On the very next day, with a nose full of pus.
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
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