| Lyrics: | Green Stamps
Thrill me with your Green Stamps.
I love your little Green
Stamps.
I took collecting Green Stamps.
I love the way they look.
Oh how I love
to pick them.
I pick them up, and lick them.
I lick them, then I stick them
In my
brown Green Stamp book.
All day and night I'm dreaming.
I'm dreaming of
redeeming
My Green Stamps for a toaster,
So gleaming and deluxe.
Oh how it will
thrill me,
And please me and fulfill me,
To know my toaster only cost me
Fourteen
hundred bucks.
I drive up to the market.
I stop my car and park it.
I buy a lot
of strange things
Of which I've never heard.
I buy, though it's not urgent,
Two
truckloads of detergent,
Three hundred pounds of bird seed,
Though I don't have a
bird.
Some extract of vanilla,
Enough to feed Godzilla.
Then I'll trade all my
Green Stamps
For something I can drive.
A car is what I hope for,
What I bought
all that soap for.
They promise me the first Studebaker
Made in 1965 |
