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Randy Scouse Git Lyrics

Artist: The Monkees
Album: Headquarters

She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/

The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/

Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/

Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/

Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/



Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/

Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/

Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!

Comments/Interpretations

by tessa on 4/4/2012 8:10pm
he reminds me of a penguin you know
by Monkees Fan on 4/29/2012 4:55pm
Well Tessa, he may remind you of a penguin but why don't you cut your hair? Why don't you live up there? Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?
by Jaime on 7/23/2012 5:21pm
The four kings of EMI...I'd give my right arm to have hung out with all eight of them together...
by Ali on 1/9/2013 11:50pm
I' give all 4 of my limbs to hang out with any one of those 8.
by Randa on 4/2/2013 6:40pm
Only limbs? Kidneys... liver... arms... I'd sell myself on the black for that chance :D








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