Из альбома: Rock Of The Westies
Yell Help
Too many cooks and a bird in the bush
Yell help
Yell help,
If your mirror busts and your cat gets cussed
Yell help
Casue down the road you find someone else who's lookin,
down the road you find another sweet lady cookin'
So I gotta yell help
Yell help, yell help, yell help, yell help
Some shelter from the storm like the travel agent warned
Yell help,
If you can help, your superstitions they gonna keep you warm
Cause dow the road you find someone else who's lookin',
down the road you see another sweet lady cookin'
So I gotta yell help
Yell help, yell help, yell help, yell help, yell help
I wish tonight wasn't Wednesday night,
and I wish it wasn't the thirteenth of July
And you're looking at the guy whose eye can't deny
that he wishes he were somewhere else tonight
Well, I met this woman down in New Orleans
Lord, she built just like a dream
Even wore stockings that had seams,
and she was ugly
Now hell, I don't mind
Women of her kind
Sometimes I even pay for a woman that's ugly
She built like a steamroller,
Just the kind to mow you over, anytime
The moment might arrive
On Courbon Street Well the ugliest women you'll ever meet
But she mine my my mine and she's ugly
So I gotta yell help, etc etc
(c)1975 Big Pig Music Ltd, administered by Intersong, USA, Inc. (ASCAP)