| Lyrics: | sotto voce count-off:
(hut, hut, hut...)
Three for a dollar, six for a
dime,
I've got to have a talk with that girl of mine,
Driving me every which way
but sane,
I want to get that feeling again.
Now, I'm just sitting, watching
TV,
With the plug pulled out, there ain't much to see.
Think about the way things
used to be.
Think about monkeys in a monkey tree.
chorus
She gets
on my case when I'm feeling high,
But she brings me up when I think [I'll die |
