Allan Sherman

Sorry 'Bout That
Sorry 'bout that. All you say is "Sorry 'bout that." Yesterday you Broke my watch and Drank my scotch and Used my razor, Burnt my blazer, Incidently Wrecked my Bentley, Then as I bled, you said, "Sorry 'bout that." Sorry 'bout that. You're the fink who's Sorry 'bout that. Just to think you Kicked my puppy, Starved my guppie, Smashed my Ming vase, Stole my string bass, Crushed my hat, man, Turned off Batman, Then like a snake, you spake, "Sorry 'bout that." SongtexteTry a different melody on your ukulele, Or you'll soon be sittin' there strummin "Won't You Please Come Home, Bill Bailey" Sorry 'bout that. Pussycat, you're Sorry 'bout that. You're the rat who Trumped my ace and Scratched my face and Gave your sister My transistor, Tore my vest, friend, Kissed my best friend, Then to us both, you quoth, "Sorry 'bout that." Fella named Lou Had this chick, see, Somethin' like you. Just for kicks he Mobbed her, robbed her, Shishkebabbed her, Dropped her from a Helicopter, Gagged her, bound her, Buzzards found her. Baby, that's where it's at. Sorry 'bout that. Aus Songtexte Mania