Well now if I have to swim a river, you know I will, And if I have to climb a mountain you know I will. And if she's hiding up on a blueberry hill, I'm gonna find her, child, you know I will. Cause I've been searching, oh yeah, searching, My goodness, searching every which a-way. Yeah. Yeah. But I'm like the Northwest Mountie, You know I'll bring her in some day. Gonna find her. Well Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade got nothing, child, on me. Sergeant Friday, charlie Chan, and Boston Blackie. No matter where she's hiding, she's gonna hear me Cause I'm gonna walk right down that street, Like Bulldog Drummond because I've been searching, Oh Lord, searching, mm child, searching every which a-way. Yeah. Yeah. You know I'll bring her in some day. Gonna find her.
Take out the papers and the trash Or you don't get no spendin' cash If you don't scrub that kitchen floor You ain't gonna rock and roll no more Yakety yak (don't talk back)
Just finish cleanin' up your room Let's see that dust fly with that broom Get all that garbage out of sight Or you don't go out Friday night Yakety yak (don't talk back)
You just put on your coat and hat And walk yourself to the laundromat And when you finish doin' that Bring in the dog and put out the cat Yakety yak (don't talk back)
Don't you give me no dirty looks Your father's hip, he knows what cooks Just tell your hoodlum friend outside You ain't got time to take a ride Yakety yak (don't talk back)
I was shopping for a suit the other day And walked into the department store I stepped on the elevator and told the girl "Dry goods floor"
When I got off I saw a salesman was coming to me He said "Now, what can I do for you" I said "Well go in there and show me all the sport's clothes Like you're supposed to"
He said, "Well, sure, come on in buddy Dig these fabrics we got laid out on the shelf" He said "Pick yourself out one Try it on, stand in the mirror and dig yourself"
Ohhhhhh...That suit's pure herringbone Ohhhhhh...Yeah, that's a suit I'd like to own Ohhhhhh...Buddy, that suit is you Ohhhhhh...Yeah, I believe it too
I see for the business man you feature the natural shoulder That retail, wholesale indeed It's got the custom cuffs and the walking short He said "And I'm gonna let you have at a steal"
And for the playboy you have the latest in tweed
With the cut-away flap over twice It's a box-back, two button western model He said, "Now ain't that nice"
Ohhhhhh...Them buttons are solid gold Ohhhhhh...You made a deal, sold Ohhhhhh...That collar's pure camel hair Ohhhhhh...Well, you can just set it down right in that chair
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Now you go back there and you get that paper and let me sign on the dotted line And I'll make sure I get all my payments in right on time Hey wait a minute buddy, let me go back there and do a little checking on you Then the man come back, he said "I'm sorry my man but your credit didn't go through" Why, what you mean
Ohhhhhh...Ain't this a shame Ohhhhhh...My heart's in pain Ohhhhhh...Pure, pure herringbone Ohhhhhh...That's a suit you'll never own Oh, Lord have mercy
