Jim Stafford Spiders and Snakes
I remember when Mary Lou said
‘You wanna walk me home from school’
And I said, ‘Yes, I do’
She said, ‘I don’t have to go right home
And I’m the kind that likes to be alone
As long as you would’
I said, ‘Me, too’
And so we took a stroll
Wound up down by the swimmin’ hole
And she said, ‘Do what you want to do’
I got silly and I found a frog
In the water by a hollow log
And I shook it at her
And I said ‘This frog’s for you’
She said…
Chorus:
‘I don’t like spiders and snakes
And that ain’t what it takes to love me
You fool, you fool
I don’t like spiders and snakes
And that ain’t what it takes to love me
Like I want to be loved by you’
Well, I think of that girl from time to time
I call her up when I got a dime
I say, "Hello, baby’
She says, ‘Ain’t you cool’
I say, ‘Do you remember when?
And would you like to get together again?’
She says, ‘I’ll see you after school’
I was shy and so for a while
Most of my love was touch and smile
Til she said, ‘Come on over here’
I was nervous as you might guess
Still looking for somethin’ to slip down her dress
And she said, ‘Let’s make it perfectly clear’
She said…
I don’t like spiders and snakes
And that ain’t what it takes to love me
You fool, you fool
I don’t like spiders and snakes
And that ain’t what it takes to love me
Like I want to be loved by you’
[color=blue]Herman’s Hermits My Sentimental Friend
On the floor, the people dancing round
Moving close together
But there over low in the corner
There’s the girl I once knew
Who broke me in two.
So won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there.
We’ve been so long apart
Make it go right to the heart
Of my sentimental friend over there.
Bring the tears to her eyes
Help to make her realize
The love we had was just beyond compare.
And if the time is right
Maybe I’ll held her tight
My sentimental friend over there.
I recall the way she used to feel
When we heard a sad song
The teardrops would fall
And she’d hold me
And tell me,
She’d be for ever with me.
So won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there.
We’ve been so long apart
Make it go right to the heart
Of my sentimental friend over there.
Bring the tears to her eyes
Help to make her realize
The love we had was just beyond compare.
And if the time is right
Maybe I’ll held her tight
My sentimental friend over there.
Oh won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there.
We’ve been so long apart
Make it go right to the heart
Of my sentimental friend over there.
Bring the tears to her eyes
Help to make her realize
The love we had was just beyond compare.
And if the time is right
Maybe I’ll held her tight
My sentimental friend over there.
So won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there… [/color]
LITTLE OLD WINE DRINKER ME.
I’M PRAYING FOR A RAIN IN CALIFORNIA
SO THE GRAPES CAN GROW AND THEY CAN MAKE MORE WINE
AND I’M SITTING IN A HONKY IN CHICAGO
WITH A BROKEN HEART AND A WOMAN ON MY MIND
I’LL ASK THE MAN, BEHIND THE BAR, FOR THE JUKEBOX
AND THE MUSIC TAKES ME BACK TO TENNESSEE
AND WHEN THEY ASK WHO’S THE FOOL IN THE CORNER, CRYING
I’LL SAY, LITTLE OLD WINE DRINKER ME
I CAME HERE LAST WEEK FROM DOWN IN NASHVILLE
'COS MY BABY LEFT FOR FLORIDA ON A TRAIN
I THOUGHT I’D GET A JOB AND JUST FORGET HER
BUT IN CHICAGO A BROKEN HEART IS STILL THE SAME
I’LL ASK THE MAN, BEHIND THE BAR, FOR THE JUKEBOX
AND THE MUSIC TAKES ME BACK TO TENNESSEE
AND WHEN THEY ASK WHO’S THE FOOL IN THE CORNER, CRYING
I’LL SAY, LITTLE OLD WINE DRINKER