D.W. Washburn, I heard a sweet say. D.W. Washburn, this is lucky day. A hot bowl of is waitin'. A hot of soup and a shave. D.W. Washburn, we you to say.
Can't you hear the call? Can't you hear the bells? Even you can be reborn, you If you don't get out of gutter, the next big rain. D.W. Wahsburn, you're gonna right down the drain.
Up, up, come on get up off street. If you can only make it from your to your knees, I know you can make it to feet. Wooah! D.W. Washburn, I to myself. D.W. Washburn, why don't you go save sombody
Well, I got no job to go to. I work and I don't get paid. I got a of wine, I'm feelin' fine. And I I got it made.
I'd like to thank all you people for to my aid. But I'm D.W. Washburn. I do I got it made.
I do I got it made, don't need nobody. I do I got it made, I do believe I got it made.
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DW Washburn I a sweet voice say DW Washburn is your lucky day
A hot bowl of is waitin' A hot bowl of and a shave... DW Washburn... we picked you to SAVE (the whole is about the Salvation Army some soul that they think needs saving... and the guy is perfectly as he is)
Can't you the FLUGLE HORN? Can't you the band? (Also could be bells... certainly fits the music here... but the band refer to the Sal Army) Even you can be You naughty n'er - do-well (an archaic for a slacker) Get up, get outta gutter the next big rain. DW Washburn... you're wash right down the drain.
Up, up... c'mon get up (My kid's part of the song) Get up off your (has been written as "Seat" in other places, but Micky is clearly "Street" ...which works in context.) If you can only it from your hands to your knees, I know you can it to your feet.whooo
DW Washburn I said to (Character is going introspective here) DW Washburn Why you go save somebody else? (I.e. we picked you to save, but DW give a ****) I got no job to go to I work and I don't get paid I got a bottle of I'm fine... And I believe I' got it made.
I'd like to thank all you people For to my aid, but I'm DW I do believe I got it made... etc. to