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Lookin’ Out My Back Door

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 06.07.2012

Just got home from Illinois,
Lock the front door, oh, boy!
Got to sit down,
Take a rest on the porch.
Imagination sets in,
Pretty soon I'm singin'.
Doo, doo, doo,
Lookin' out my back door.

There's a giant doing cartwheels,
A statue wearin' high heels.
Look at all the happy
Creatures dancing on the lawn.
A Dinosaur Victrola
List'ning to Buck Owens.
Doo, doo, doo,
Lookin' out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants
Are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride
On the flyin' spoon?
Doo, doo-doo.
Wond'rous apparition
Provided by magician.
Doo, doo, doo,
Lookin' out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants
Are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride
On the flyin' spoon?
Doo, doo-doo.
Bother me tomorrow,
Today I'll buy no sorrows.
Doo, doo, doo,
Lookin' out my back door.

Forward troubles Illinois,
Lock the front door, oh, boy!
Look at all the happy
Creatures dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow,
Today I'll buy no sorrows.
Doo, doo, doo,
Lookin' out my back door.


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