Captain Lou
I Don’t Think Of...
Proctor’s Gamble
You Got It
Rats In My Room
Big Goodbyes
Tex
Boardin’ House Pie
Trouble At The Henhouse
Ain’t It All Right
Pretty Thing
Dry Up And Blow Away
Come On And Ride
Capriccio (from Clavier-Uebung)
The Dough Got Low
Tapdancin’ Bats
Some say the man’s not wrapped too tight
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou, Captain Lou)
But when he’s on the scene, everything’s all right
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
With the man of a thousand faces
I know we’d be goin’ places (hey!)
I’m gonna stick with the guiding light
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Lou don’t worry ‘cause it’s figured in
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou, Captain Lou)
And he’s got sharp teeth like Rin Tin Tin
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
With the man of a thousand faces
I know we’d be goin’ places (hey!)
We’ll stick with the light through thick and thin
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Captain Lou, Captain Lou, Captain Lou, Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano
Hey!
Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano
Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh
Oww, with the man of a thousand faces
I know we’re really goin’ places (hey!)
Let’s all stick with the guiding light
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
They’re talkin’ about me!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Captain Lou Albano!
Maker of champions, baby!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Twelve tag-team champions!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
I take them, I mold them!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Ah look it’s charisma! It’s pandemonium!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
It’s psychedelic pandemonium!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Ah heh heh heh heh heh heh heh
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
I am the guiding light! Heh heh
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
I’m where it’s at! Ah yeah,
Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Eighty percent!
Sixty percent of the net!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Eight percent of the gross!
Forty-five percent of the beat!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Seventy-two percent of the weight!
Eighty-three percent of the gross!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Eighty-seven percent of the net!
Sixty percent of the weight!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Forty-three percent of the gross!
Seventy-two percent! Twenty-two percent!
(Captain Lou, Captain Lou Albano)
Seventy-three percent!
Ninety-three percent!
Twelve percent! Eight percent!
3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
12, 9, 8, 2, 4, 5, 6, 3
Sound off!
I don’t think of
The things I could be missin’
‘Cause all I think I’ll ever want’s been given
Could this be love?
I feel like I’m in heaven
And all I do is thank the Lord I’m livin’
Ahh, la la la la la la-a la
Ahh, ah ah ah ahh ah ah
Ahh, la la la la la la-a la
Ahh, ah ah ah ahh ah ah
I don’t know why
You think you should be leavin’
When everything we do could be so pleasin’
As time goes by
Surely find there’s reason
For everyone to love and I ain’t teasin’
Ahh, la la la la la la-a la
Ahh, ah ah ah ahh ah ah
Ahh, la la la la la la-a la
Ahh, ah ah ah ahh ah ah
Jondeline
On her swing
Came on out and went back in
Ninety gay
Broadway play
Took a brick and hit the hay
Will is frame
Bernie too
Don’t you think he’s good to you
Buck in brains
Spic in Spain
All above your window’s pane
(French ... maybe ... I don’t know)
(whistle)
Leisha pink
Wink-a-dink
Way Con Ed to elephoo
Esconday
See you pray
Pluck a luck ‘til break of day
Whassa bread
On your head
Bill a delta ‘til it’s said
All the way
Be a bay
Then we know you own the way
E aqui
Tell the trees
When you want to contact me
You want somethin’ hot
You got it
Anything you want
You got it
I’m the one that got you in
I fuss with them through thick and thin
About you
Show me just one club you’re in
What’ll you tell your next of kin
I was tossin’ all night long
Wishin’ I could play ping pong
With you
You want somethin’ hot
Baby you got it
Anything you want
You got it
I’m the one that got you in
I fuss with them through thick and thin
About you
All about you
All about you
All about you
Rats in my room
I ain’t bothered by those rats in my room
By those dirty little rats in my room
I can’t stand those rats in my room
Fish in my dish
I ain’t bothered by a fish in my dish
By a slimy little fish in my dish
I can’t stand a fish in my dish
Fly in my eye
I ain’t bothered by a fly in my eye
By a germy little fly in my eye
I can’t stand a fly in my eye
Goat in my boat
I ain’t bothered by a goat in my boat
By a stinky little goat in my boat
I can’t stand a goat in my boat
Bear in my hair
I ain’t bothered by a bear in my hair
By a grizzly little bear in my hair
I can’t stand a bear in my hair
Ants in my pants
I ain’t bothered by those ants in my pants
By those crawly little ants in my pants
I can’t stand those ants in my pants
Snakes in my cakes
I ain’t bothered by those snakes in my cakes
By those squirmy little snakes in my cakes
I can’t stand those snakes in my cakes
Rats in my room
I ain’t bothered by those rats in my room
By those dirty little rats in my room
I can’t stand those rats in my room
Fish in my dish
Fly in my eye
Goat in my boat
Bear in my hair
Ants in my pants
Boar at my door
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
Rats in my room
I ain’t no fool you know that’s true
You know I don’t want to hurt you
I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do
Sometimes I think I’m goin’ crazy
When I just divide you by three
I ain’t no good when there’s no me
Come over here and let me hold you
I can’t deny I still love you
Sometimes my love just goes in circles
And if you’re nice I’ll be nice too
I just ain’t sure what I’m supposed to do
Come over here I want to hold you
I just can’t say I don’t love you
Big goodbyes you know don’t come that easy
But mum wordin’ ‘round just ain’t no style
A new hello’s ‘bout to drive me wild
A new hello’s ‘bout to drive me wild babe
(whistle ... high and lonesome)
My my
‘S like boardin’ house pie
Huh! Uh, tastes good!
Uh, heh heh
My my
Like boardin’ house pie
Come on
How do I
Get a slice a dat stuff!
Yeah, give The Captain a slice of that baby!
Come on, give it to The Captain!
Hah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Hah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
My, my
Boardin’ house pie
Oh my my my
Hah ha ha ha
Give me dat pie
Piece of pie
Whole pie
Strawberry pie
Apple pie
My kind of pie
Oh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Captain does love that pie
Oooo yeah
Hah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ooohhhh uuhh!
Give me some pie
Come on
Give me some pie
Said come on
Give me some pie
Ummmmmmmmm my my
Ummmmmmmmm my my
Oh yeah
Ummmmmmmm my my my
Instrumental (clucking doesn’t count)
Well, come on everybody wake up to the beat
You and your friends got to get off your seat
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right, yeah
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right
Callin’ Dr. Howard for a girl named Sue
She’s got the rockin’ pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right, yeah
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Everybody’s jumpin’ to a beat that’s hot
My heart is thumpin’ over somethin’ you got
Do the poopatindiddy the blangdang too
Wait a minute baby, you ain’t through
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right, yeah
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right, yeah
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right, yeah
Ain’t it all right
Ain’t it all right, yeah
I love you
You purty thing
I want to
Buy you a ring
I love you
You sweet lil’ thing
I want to
Just make it plain
I just like the looks of you
‘Cause you’re little and you’re small
And when I stand beside you
I feel so big and tall
I love you
You purty thing
I want to
Buy you a ring
I love you
You sweet lil’ thing
I want to
Just make it plain
Ever’ time I want to talk
I can’t find the words to speak
And even if I oughta walk
I can’t find my feet
I love you
You purty thing
I want to
Buy you a ring
I love you
You sweet lil’ thing
I want to
Just make it plain
Tell her how purty she is
I said I love you
You purty thing
I want to
Buy you a ring
Yes I love you
You sweet lil’ thing
I want to
Just make it plain
I’ll tell you a story
And you’ll know it’s the truth
The tears in my eyes
Should serve as the proof
I feel so bad
When I think about the past
Whenever there’s some good times
I know they’ll never last
My life has been so sad
My luck has been so bad
Sometimes I wish I’d dry up
And then I’d blow away
And then I’d blow away
Daddy’s always drunk
His eyes are shot with red
He worried my poor Mother dear
‘Til she fell over dead
My sister’s on the street
In some shameful trade
I never get to see her
‘Cause I can’t afford to pay
My brother went off to war
And never came back no more
Sometimes I wish I’d dry up
And then I’d blow away
And then I’d blow away
Got laid off from my job
Third one this year
And them welfare checks don’t pay enough
To buy yourself beer
Whenever I see a bridge
I think of jumpin’ off
Maybe that would be the peace
That I have always sought
Death’s what I deserve
But I haven’t got the nerve
Sometimes I wish I’d dry up
And then I’d blow away
And then I’d blow away
Doh be doo doo
A doo doo doo be doo doo
Yeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeahoo
Oomoomoomoomoom
Uhihoom uhihoom
Uhuhuhuhuhuhum
Ah, one more boy
Oww
Oh baby
Come on and ride in my car
Oh baby now
Come on and ride in my car
Just give me a couple of minutes
I’ll prove who I are
All right here I go now
Aahh get on over here baby
One two get it now
That’s it
I used to play poker
Ride aeroplanes
And take my little baby to a show
Stay out all night
Until I felt right
And never did she ever say no
Used to drive
My automobile
And take everybody for a spin
Now if it happens
That I get to go out
I turn her right around and come in
The dough got low
(The price went high)
The dough got low
Everybody know
The old boy got to have the dough
All my suits
Were once tailor-made
Everything fit me just right
But now my pants
Are all too big
And all my shirts too tight
There was a time
When I had juice
I’d give everybody a taste
But now if’n
I get lucky to cop
I ain’t got a drop to waste
The dough got low
(The price went high)
Well the dough got low
Everybody knows
The old boy got to have the dough
Once’t I had me
A great big boat
I’d sail it when I’s in the mood
But now if you ever
Catch me afloat
It’ll be in an innertube
I ain’t lyin’
I was head loose
I had me a great big stash
But now instead of
Cashin’ my checks
I’m always checkin’ my cash
‘Cause the dough got low
(I can’t get high)
The dough got low
Everybody know
The old boy got to have the dough
The dough got low
(The price went high)
The dough got low
Everybody knows
The old boy got to have the dough
The old boy’s got to have the dough
Instru-Mental