This is,
to me, musical heaven.
Just enjoy.
The incomparable Bo Diddley works his magic.
I DARE you to not smile at least once.
BO DIDDLEY ~ SAY MAN
Say
man, what's that boy? I want to tell you 'bout your girlfriend
What
about my girl?
Well,
you don't look strong enough to take the message
I'm
strong enough I might hurt your feelings
My
feelings are already hurt by being here with you
Well, I
was walking down the street with your girl the other day
Ah, ha
And the wind was blowin' real hard
Ah, ha
And the wind was blowin' real hard
Is that
right?
And the
wind blew her hair into my face
Ah, ha
You know what else happened?
Ah, ha
You know what else happened?
What
happened?
The wind blew her hair into her face
The wind blew her hair into her face
Yeah?
And we
went a little further, you wanna hear the rest of it?
I might
as well
The
wind blew her hair into the street
Okay, since you told me about my girl I'm gonna tell you about yours
I was
walking down the street with your girl
Yes?
I took
her home, for a drink, you know
Took
her home?
Yeah,
jus' for a drink
Oh
Oh
But
that chick looked so ugly She had to sneak up on the glass to get a drink of
water
You've got
the nerve to call somebody ugly
Why,
you so ugly, the stork That brought you in the world oughta be arrested
That's alright, my momma didn't have to put a sheet On my head so sleep could slip up on me
Look a
here
What's
that?
Where
are you from?
South America
What's
that?
South
America
You
don't look like no South American to me
I'm still from South America
What
part?
South
Texas
Where
are your workin' boots at?
I've
got 'em on
There
aren't no boots you got on, those broguettes
Hey,
look a here
What's
that?
I've bin tryin' to figure out what you is
I
already figured out what you is
What's that?
You
that thing I throw peanuts at
Look a here
What's
that?
You
should be ashamed of yourself
Why?
Calling people ugly
I
didn't call you ugly
What
you say?
I said
you was ruined, that's all
You know somethin'?
What?
You
look like you've bin whooped with a ugly stick
Hey, I
ain't got nothin' to do with it but I beat the fellah, right
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One of my faves. But I gotta correct that last line. At the end, a third voice comes in and says
ReplyDelete"Hey, I ain't got nothin' to do with it but I believe the fella's right."