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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Was (Not Was)
Was (Not Was)
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Was
David Was
Songwriter
Don Was
Don Was
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Was (Not Was)
Was (Not Was)
Producer
Jack Tann
Jack Tann
Producer
Michael Zilkha
Michael Zilkha
Producer

Lyrics

My father used to take a drink or two when I was young It was then hallucinations always dangled from his tongue The sky's ablaze with ladies' legs he used to say They're kicking from the clouds Shoes fall thru the morning haze & splat like eggs amongst the crowds Can you see them, son' my father asked Now they're dancing plain as day His eyes were rolling fiercely, there was little I could say How can you go on I'd like to ask How can you bear the night Instead I hold my tongue, because I know we'd only fight The sky's ablaze with ladies legs, he'd say They're kicking from the clouds, shoes fall through the morning haze And splat like eggs amongst the crowds, can you see it, boy The sky's ablaze with ladies legs, he'd say They're kicking from the clouds, shoes fall through the morning haze And splat like eggs amongst the crowds, can you see it, boy The sky's ablaze with ladies legs, he'd say They're kicking from the clouds, shoes fall through the morning haze And splat like eggs amongst the crowds, can you see it, boy
Writer(s): David Jay Weiss, Don Edward Fagenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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