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Bang BangShe woke me up with a bang, bangLooking over cross-eyed Had a big hunch that the world was a big lie When I got up all the blood to my head I got so dizzy fell back into my bed I went over to the way side Looking for the high tide What will I find, will I find, will I find, find? All I saw was a man that had a hat that had a pom-pom He's been there for years Can someone tell me how long Wake up to tell me Wake up to show me What I could not find Wake up to tell me Wake up to show me What I could not find You see this woman woke me up At a quarter to three And I didn't know it then But she put a spell on me Said, "I had to go down to where the cliffs meet the sea And meet an old man to present my plea So I headed way down to the big pier (the big pier) To await and confront my big fear (my big fear) I wheeled around behind to my blindside To find an old man with a lime and a kind eye Said, "Mister, mister, with your beard so long Won't you be a saint and tell me Just where I'm going." He pointed to a conch shell and then to the lime And said, "This is all I really need to get by." Wake up to tell me Wake up to show me What I could not find Wake up to tell me Wake up to show me What I could not find Hey, mister man I know you don't know Who you think I, think I am But I can safely say, That I should've been sleeping, been sleeping, been sleeping, been sleeping the day away (someone pull down the shade) I said, "'scuse me, have you got the time?" He shrugged his shoulders Said, "Get a spine. Coconut hit me on the head Jonesin' for a fig I got booked last night I need another fix, dick." Just then I see a twinkle twinkle in the old man's eye And a wave tossed bottle is thrown to the sky I caught it on the rebound It landed with a soft sound I took out the message, Put the bottle down Inside was the antidote to the spell And I read it to the man 'Cause he couldn't read so well Said, "Don't worry about a thing You know your path is true Just ease your mind Have a banana or two." Well, goodness, goodness, woe is me The man nearly flipped to learn that he was free But just before we left and started kicking it I picked up the bottle and star sixed it Kick kick shuffle shuffle back to the beach With a tune on my lips and my quest in reach If that woman comes to you with her song so sweet, Say, "Damn! Let the poor sucker sleep." Let him sleep Wake up to tell me Wake up to show me What I could not find Wake up to tell me Wake up to show me What I could not find |