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

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

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

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

Well you're standing there
With your slicked-back, hair
Your Lucky's and your fine-tooth comb
If they knew what you thinking
run you out of Lincoln
Just blame it on that old bone

bone (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

the grandkids all are grown
And put you in a home
And eternity is approaching
you're half out of your head
And you probably the bed
And you see a thing to save your ass
And far the prairie (prairie)
In the local ('tery)
They already got name carved out in stone
When all them say
why you walk that way?
Just blame it on old crazy bone
Yeah it on that old

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