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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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