Hey now, Eddie, all covered in confetti. C'mon over here and gimme some of your spaghetti. Hey now, Ed, you big biscuit head. Stop cracking your toes and get your pig out my bed.
Let me illuminate my interpretation. Which I will try to serve with an illustration. All the beasts in the woods. Bare their fangs and peddle goods. .
My baby's nice, she's so polite. Said, "Please" when she ask me stay the night. She's around the house and she love me so real. She pickin' up a little bit of my rising, rising dough.
When I hear that train a-coming from the junction. Troublin' my mind is it's favorite function.. It makes that crying on that old air horn. Middle of the night, I can hear it mourn.