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I don't care where I'm goin'Just as long as I'm with youPut it there, pal. Put it thereI'll be just like your horsesAnd I'll stick to you like gluePut it there, pal. Put it thereI'm glad you're fooling Pepsodent (oh, that happy snow)Stealing all that cashI hear your show on Thursdays (nice, huh?)What a lot of eggs you smashWell at least I don't depend uponColonna's big moustache (oh, he gave me the brush)You're faithful and you're fairPut it there (skin me Dad, skin me)You've got that something in your voiceSo right for selling cheese (hustle a lot of the stuff)Put it there, pal. Put it there (put that back in the bowl)You know, I think your jokes are great (really?)It's just that folks are hard to please (they're just snobs, that all)Put it there, pal. Put it thereSongtexteYour face could make a fortuneJust your nose should make a lot (how do you siphon?)I like the way you wear those gaudy-colored shirts you've got, boy!The only time a rainbow ever covered up a potYou're such a perfect square (oh-oh, is that on the paper?)(where?, where?)Shall we dance?Sorry, I have my heavy underwear onOh, just to once around, to the adrenalin, huh?Well, OK, if I leadMy colleague, my crony, my cohort, my friendCompanions, confederates, chums to the endLike meat and potatoes, or salt and tomatoesBoy, what a blendDon't put it in the paper (don't worry about me)Don't put it on the air (I'll finish it)Don't put it in your pipePut it thereConfidentially, do you like this as well as singing?Leave your name with the girl when you go outWe may get to you for some crowd noisesBe sure and call meAll right Aus Songtexte Mania