RX-Pyro: Prescription: Fire
There's a baker up the river trying to find some bread
And the farmer on his mountain keepin' time in bed
Catch a rabbit at the station
Watch it count her toes
Why the flagpoles in the garden
Only heaven knows.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
You know that Smiley flies his sister 'cross the burning sands
Then Harvey leaves the world in some old madman's hands
Peanut butter taken any other way
He's bound to keep the reaper busy every day.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
You know his father is the preacher who can cure the cold
He pours it from a bottle 'til it turns to mold
Then he holds it to the light so he can see it shine
The number in the corner of the picture's mine.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
Oh keep your lawn in order and you won't be checked
You can take another border 'til the grass is wet
Read it in the "Journal" so you know it's true
The people at the corner look like me and you.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Oh ... cross your t's
Dot your i's
And stay in g.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
And the farmer on his mountain keepin' time in bed
Catch a rabbit at the station
Watch it count her toes
Why the flagpoles in the garden
Only heaven knows.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
You know that Smiley flies his sister 'cross the burning sands
Then Harvey leaves the world in some old madman's hands
Peanut butter taken any other way
He's bound to keep the reaper busy every day.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
You know his father is the preacher who can cure the cold
He pours it from a bottle 'til it turns to mold
Then he holds it to the light so he can see it shine
The number in the corner of the picture's mine.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
Oh keep your lawn in order and you won't be checked
You can take another border 'til the grass is wet
Read it in the "Journal" so you know it's true
The people at the corner look like me and you.
Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me.
Oh ... cross your t's
Dot your i's
And stay in g.
Cross your t's
Dot your i's
But stay in g.
Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Darin
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