Woke up this moa'nin, sweet lovin' momma ba ma side
Yeah, woke up this moa'nin, sweet lovin' momma ba ma side
My kid's got into Oxford,
Ah'm fit ta burst with pride.
Ah got those nuthin' t'be mis'ble about blues
I get a kick out of a John Pryne song, where he kills off his character in the first verse...then faces the challenge of telling a story with the rest of the song!
"Woke up this mornin',
Put on my slippers,
Walked to the kitchen, and DIED...." lol
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