|151. HEY, LOOK ME OVER 1960 |
HEY, LOOK ME OVER, LEND ME AN EAR.
FRESH OUT OF CLOVER,
MORTGAGED UP TO HERE.
BUT DON’T PASS THE PLATE, FOLKS,
DON’T PASS THE CUP.
I FIGURE WHENEVER YOUR DOWN AND OUT
THE ONLY WAY IS UPAND
I’LL BE UP LIKE A ROSEBUD,
HIGH ON THE VINE.
DON’T THUMB YOUR NOSE, BUD,
TAKE A TIP OF MINE.
I’M A LITTLE BIT SHORT
OF THE ELBOW ROOM,
BUT LET ME GET ME SOME
AND LOOK OUT WORLD! HERE I COME!
