Texty:
Shel Silverstein

(Okay now years ago I wrote a song called A Boy Named Sue and that was okay And everything except then I started to think about it and I thought It is

As I walk down to Bishop Street I met a girl who smiled so sweet Now she was young and pretty too And on a string she walked with a thing called the Floobie

Well I was sittin' up in my crane liftin' boulders in the rain Can't get promoted no matter what I do And when the foreman he comes around and he yells

Well breakfast black coffee one slice of dry toast no butter no jelly no jam Lunch just some lettuce two celery stalks no booze no potatoes no ham Dinner

million wonderous things you never seen before Oh you never seen before So over I jumped and she pulled me down down to her seaweed bed And the pillow made of tortoise shell

(There was a time when people talked said with their mouth How they talk and it doesn't mean a thing it's called the modern talk) Now picture the scene

No I can't touch the clouds for you I've never reached the sun for you I've never done the things that you need done for you I've stretched as high as

Yeah hoodoo voodoo lady cast up your voodoo vision Let me know where did my baby go where did my lovin' baby go Hoodoo voodoo lady shake your black cat

Oh, if you read in the papers that she's been seen A gettin' in an' out of some millionaire's long, custom made limousine She may fool you with her smiles