Blessing The Operation
written by Warren Zevon
© 1973 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp & Dark Room Music (BMI)
She tells him she thinks she wants to be free
He tells her he doesn't understand
She takes his hand
And tells him nothing's working out the way she planned
She's so many women
He can't find the one who was his friend
He's hanging on to half a heart
But he can't have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind
Now he agrees he thinks she ought to be free
Now she says she'd rather be with him
Oh it's just a whim
That she's designed t
© 1973 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp & Dark Room Music (BMI)
She tells him she thinks she wants to be free
He tells her he doesn't understand
She takes his hand
And tells him nothing's working out the way she planned
She's so many women
He can't find the one who was his friend
He's hanging on to half a heart
But he can't have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind
Now he agrees he thinks she ought to be free
Now she says she'd rather be with him
Oh it's just a whim
That she's designed t
Hey! Bo Diddley
(Ellas McDaniel) 1957
Bo Diddley done had a farm,
On that farm he had some women,
Women here, women there,
Women, women, women everywhere.
But one little girl lived on a hill,
She rustled and tustled like Buffalo Bill,
One day she decided she'd go for a ride,
With a pistol and a sword by her side.
She rolled right up to my front door,
Knocked an' knocked 'til her fist got sore,
When she turned and walked away,
All I could hear my baby say:
Hey Bo Diddley, Oh Bo Diddley,
Hey Bo Diddley, Oh Bo Diddley.
Saw my baby run across the field,
Slippin' and slidin' like an automobile,
Hollerin', my baby got towed away,
Slipped on from me like a Cadillac-8.
Hey Bo Diddley, Oh Bo Diddley,
Hey Bo Diddley, Oh Bo Diddley.