Said the momma t’ the baby in the corn You are my first born You shall here on in be known as The Spotlight Kid ‘N the mornin’ cry of the rooster The baby lay alone ‘N the old cow in the green grass Shed white tears in the red hot sun ‘N The Spotlight Kid stood under the moon that evenin’
Givin’ her alibis ‘n eatin’ her a la modes
‘N the ice cream man searchin’ high ‘n low
For his a la modes foe his a la modes ‘N the green frogs croakin’ around his abode ‘N the mud cat pond by the old willow road All night the village waited ‘n The Spotlight Kid never showed She was up on the mountain Tellin’ her alibis ‘n eatin’ her a la modes Momma still knew she was the one She was the one who stole the pie from old Momma Eye Window bare rockin’ chair groanin’ like ah grizzly bear ‘N the ice cream man searchin’ high ‘n low For his a la modes for his a la modes All night the village waited ‘n The Spotlight Kid never showed She was up on the mountain tellin’ her alibis ‘N eatin’ her a la modesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
