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

If you like apples sweet
And your are not concrete
be in your bed by nine every night
Take hand-spanked, corn-fed gal
And your friend's four-eyed pal
To a treat down the street as dynamite
Don't let your conscience be your
If you put your inside
You wish you left your alone
When you got to pay
Put the on layaway
And blame it on that old bone

Crazy (crazy bone)
Crazy (crazy bone)
Well you wish you'd left your alone
you got hell to pay
Put the on layaway
And blame it on the old crazy

Don't be up in Alaska
When you should be in
On a Thursday when it's Egg & Nite
When the farmers to town
And they spread them eggs
And drop their daughters down at the roller rink

Well probably standing there
With slicked-back, Brylcreem hair
Your Lucky's and your daddy's comb
If they knew you were thinking
run you out of Lincoln
Just it on that old crazy bone

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

When the grandkids all are
And put you in a home
And is approaching fast
Yeah you're half out of your
And you pissed the bed
And you see a thing to save your ass
And far across the (prairie)
In the cemetery ('tery)
They already got your name out in stone
all them nurses say
Grandpa why you walk way?
blame it on that old crazy bone
Yeah it on that old

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