Post by jeannerené on Mar 15, 2014 23:05:18 GMT -8
It may not be May ... but with the "absolutely no-winter in California weather" I'm already having problems.
The Hay Fever Blues
Well I,
Get up outta bed,
Go straight tah the head,
My eyes are a itch’en,
And my nose is a twitch’en,
Man, it’s bewitch’en!
Cause I got . . . those hayfever bah - looze.
Lord so many ah - chooze.
I don’t know what tah dooze . . . ya see
Cause I got,
Cause I got . . . those . . . May fever,
Day fever. Say what fever?
Hay fever bah - looze.
Well I,
Up in front of the class,
Don’t give this teacher no sass!
My eyes are all leak’en,
My ears are ah tweek’en,
The tissues a seep’en . . . now . . .
Since I got these hayfever bah - looze.
Can ‘ford no tissue to looze
And I just don’t know what tah dooze,
Since I got,
Since I got . . . this scratch in my throat
Class, now don’t rock the boat!
Just let me emote. . . these hayfever blues.
Lordy, Lordy,
Well I,
Throw open my door,
Just can’t take no more,
Leave all that pollen behind
But, Lord, what do I find,
My man, he’s a itch’en . . .
And ain’t that his nose a twitch’en,
Guess we can’t be a fix’en
The sneeze’en and sniff’en . . . with these hayfever bah-looze,
We’re gonna die from all dem ah-chooze!
We don’t know what dah dooze . . .
Cause we got,
Cause we got . . . those May fever
Day fever. What you say fever?
Hay fever bah-looze.
Hey . . . Where you go’en with that box of tissue?
I may be your woman, but it ain’t all about that.
You come back here, now. You here me?
Now what I am I gonna dooze?
With these . . . with these. . .
Hay fever blues.
Were talk’en some serious ah-chooze here, baby!
copy write jeannerene 2004
... thought I'd re ... re... revive ... ahhhhh-choo!!
The Hay Fever Blues
Well I,
Get up outta bed,
Go straight tah the head,
My eyes are a itch’en,
And my nose is a twitch’en,
Man, it’s bewitch’en!
Cause I got . . . those hayfever bah - looze.
Lord so many ah - chooze.
I don’t know what tah dooze . . . ya see
Cause I got,
Cause I got . . . those . . . May fever,
Day fever. Say what fever?
Hay fever bah - looze.
Well I,
Up in front of the class,
Don’t give this teacher no sass!
My eyes are all leak’en,
My ears are ah tweek’en,
The tissues a seep’en . . . now . . .
Since I got these hayfever bah - looze.
Can ‘ford no tissue to looze
And I just don’t know what tah dooze,
Since I got,
Since I got . . . this scratch in my throat
Class, now don’t rock the boat!
Just let me emote. . . these hayfever blues.
Lordy, Lordy,
Well I,
Throw open my door,
Just can’t take no more,
Leave all that pollen behind
But, Lord, what do I find,
My man, he’s a itch’en . . .
And ain’t that his nose a twitch’en,
Guess we can’t be a fix’en
The sneeze’en and sniff’en . . . with these hayfever bah-looze,
We’re gonna die from all dem ah-chooze!
We don’t know what dah dooze . . .
Cause we got,
Cause we got . . . those May fever
Day fever. What you say fever?
Hay fever bah-looze.
Hey . . . Where you go’en with that box of tissue?
I may be your woman, but it ain’t all about that.
You come back here, now. You here me?
Now what I am I gonna dooze?
With these . . . with these. . .
Hay fever blues.
Were talk’en some serious ah-chooze here, baby!
copy write jeannerene 2004
... thought I'd re ... re... revive ... ahhhhh-choo!!
