Dinosaur Lyrics - Singles - Corbin & Hanner

words & music by Bob Corbin 

pub. by Sabal Music, Inc.(ASCAP) 

Hey man, them ain't high heel sneakers 

And they sure don't look like dancin' shoes 

And that ain't rock 'n roll you're playin' 

And it sure don't sound like rythmn and blues 

You sing a song about makin' love to your sister 

Well I think I'd rather hear Johnny B. Goode 

And what's that stuff you've got on your face Mister 

Is there something I don't know that I should 

And I guess I'm a 

(Chorus) 

Dinosaur 

Should've died out a long time before 

Have pity on a dinosaur 

Hand me my hat, excuse me M'amBbut where's the door 

Used to be, I had a lot of fun in the city 

I listened to the jukebox and tried to stay out of fights 

And now and then a sweet young girl in a red dress 

All gussied up, man what a sight....and you know that 

Flashing lights sure make me dizzy 

And the music's very strange to my ear 

It looks like they turned Smokey Joe's into a spaceship 

I'll be leaving just as soon as I finish my beer 

And I must be a 

(Repeat chorus) 

I had a dream, they put me in a museum 

Right up beside the dinosaurs 

And at my feet lay the fender of my old Chevy 

And it read Missing Link....1964 

And I must be a 

(Repeat chorus)