Walter Mitty And His Makeshift Orchestra - Whistle Like Jim lyrics

Mary, you got some sun today And on my handlebars You look great I really mean it 'cause no one's got moves like dad And grace like dad Through all the panic Will you just sing of me? Cause mary when you sing You sound like a southern girl In sunday dress I want to kiss you I need to calm down I want to be a good american boy Sin follows me and all my friends I need to concentrate Get my hands on some ritalin And plan my days Constructive and legitimate Go-oh-o only places i feel comfortable My grandpa fought in world war two And here i am Afraid to leave my room I've seen your sad family And my sad family And all of the faces between I promised myself long ago I'd never try that; Not cut out to be a good american boy But sin follows me where ever i go Larry grandpa I'm gonna need ya To get me through this maze With the heart of California And the second grade I'm guessing i should waste some time Enjoy the sunshine So many reasons I shouldn't complain But i could never put words To the way i'm feeling Milk and cookies will help me escape Now that's what i'll do