Coast Road Records

Lyrics

I can talk like a wise man, act like a fool
Spit like a llama, and kick like a mule
Go eenie, meenie, minie, mo, right around the sun
Say, willie go round in circles til the ride is done
And maybe i’m a sinner, and maybe i’m a saint
Well, is i is, or is i ain’t?
It’s a guessin’ game for two, so, rock me mama
Kick like a mule and spit like a llama
Hey, daddy-o, this ain’t my first rodeo

I can walk the walk and i can talk the talk
I got eyelashes like a llama and eyes like a hawk
I went ring around the rosy like golem with a ring
Until the bobby hit my sox with that truncheon thing
Some folks do the butt, some do the stray cat strut
But when the wolf do the do, he gets my crew for the cut
I wear a suit for a tux, i wear a suit for pajama
Kick like a mule and spit like a llama
Hey, daddy-o, this ain’t my first rodeo

I am so far behind that i am future tense
Like a llama lacks lanolin, i lack sense
Like young robert johnson, i think i lack a nickel
I can’t take it anymore, like taxi drivin’ travis bickle
In a pickle, i’m a piper, in a pit i am a viper
I can vacillate in time like a windshield wiper
When my brother went to oxford, all i got was this comma
Kick like a mule, and spit like a llama
Hey, daddy-o, this ain’t my first rodeo

I heard neil young sing “ride my llama” on some am station
Tom waits sang “get behind the mule” on mule variations
I think phish has a track called “llama” … am i wrong?
But then, who the heck cares about a phish song?
Like richard gere, i’ll give up fame for the dalai lama
Like a child of the eighties, i can rickroll your mama
Some say bananarama, i say bananarama
Kick like a mule, and spit like a llama
Hey, daddy-o, this ain’t my first rodeo