Luyện nghe bài hát Egg & Daughter Nite, Lincoln Nebraska, 1967 (Crazy Bone)

If you like your apples
And your streets are not
You'll be in your bed by every night
Take hand-spanked, corn-fed gal
And your best four-eyed pal
To a treat down the street as dynamite
Don't let your be your guide
If you put your inside
You wish you your well-enough alone
When you got to pay
Put the on layaway
And it on that old crazy bone

Crazy (crazy bone)
Crazy (crazy bone)
you wish you'd left your well-enough alone
When you got to pay
Put the on layaway
And it on the old crazy bone

be stuck up in Alaska
When you should be in
On a Thursday when it's Egg & Nite
the farmers come to town
And they spread them eggs
And they drop their daughters down at the roller

Well you're standing there
With your slicked-back, Brylcreem
Your Lucky's and your daddy's fine-tooth
If they knew what you thinking
They'd run you out of
blame it on that old crazy bone

Crazy (crazy bone)
Crazy (crazy bone)
Well you must have left wisdom tooth at home
If knew what you were thinking
run you out of Lincoln
Blame it on the old bone

When the all are grown
And they put you in a
And eternity is fast
you're half out of your head
And you probably the bed
And you can't see a to save your ass
And far the prairie (prairie)
In the local ('tery)
They got your name carved out in stone
When all them say
Grandpa why you walk that
blame it on that old crazy bone
Yeah it on that old

Crazy (crazy bone)
bone (crazy bone)
And everybody in old folks' home
If they knew what you thinking
run you out of Lincoln
Just blame it on that old crazy
And everybody in that old folks'
Yeah blame it on old crazy bone