Porting

[hseII]

Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box
She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk"
Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet
And I swore as I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat





is that what's wrong with my pole beans

If I Spring a Leak she mends me.
I don’t have to speak she defends me.

Mr. Helms was a treasure.