If I was the Lone Ranger Hiding behind a mask Wouldn`t be any danger To the questions I ask What ya say Pocahontas Trade in your feathers and beads For an electric blanket And a packet of cigs You bet That`s what she said
If I had me a needle For every bubble that popped Bind them all up like one You would hear that pin drop Like a gun shot Like a shotAnd if I was a world leader Would not mislead the world I would not miss anything Miss America knows That it`s only a pageant That it`s only a show Isn`t even film in the camera These aren`t even my clothes No no no no Miss America knows
Ah ooh ooh
You remember Houdini Who not a shackle could hold Carved a trap door into heaven To escape growin` old Guess he just couldn`t hack it Bundled up for the cold Double-breasted straightjacket French handcuffs of gold No no no no He escaped growin` old The growing old Oh oh oh
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