Jason Fleming Lyrics - Roger Miller

Bottles flying, women crying 

Ceiling sagging, 'bout to fall 

Jason Fleming, chasing women 

Pickin' fights with one and all 

Now Jason Fleming's quite a man 

He raises cain with who he can 

He goes out nightly and has a ball 

And whoops it up from wall to wall 

Tells the band to play it slow 

'Hey, are you playing slow? 

You, out you go" 

Jason Fleming, chasing women 

He's a swinging daddy-o 

Bottles flying, women crying 

Ceiling sagging, 'bout to fall 

Jason Fleming, chasing women 

Pickin' fights with one and all 

Now you know me, not you 

Now he was raised in a Cajun swamp 

Before he walked he learned to stomp 

He stomped so loud that they run him off 

Right in the middle of the whooping cough 

Deal the cards and let 'em fall 

This old boy he beats 'em all 

Jason Fleming, chasing women 

He's a swinging daddy-o 

Bottles flying, women crying 

Ceiling sagging, 'bout to fall 

Jason Fleming, chasing women 

Pickin' fights with one and all 

Now you know me Jason, you cut that out 

Wow!