B.a. Robertson
B.a. Robertson - Kool In The Kaftan lyrics
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You can give away your skintight Mohair drainpipes Little leather mini And your pork pie hat 'Cos camiknickers winklepickers Is old hat, oh ya! ya! Soon we all be hippy Yippy trippy No-one needs a wardrobe When you're in the buff Grow your hair long Write some really long songs It's looking rough Fee fi fiddley dum I'm on the sitar tabla drum Fee fi fiddley dan Kool in the kaftan Love and peace man Fee fi fiddley di Three button t-shirt it's a tie-dye Fee fi fiddley dan Kool in the kaftan Love and peace man Have a change of fortune Join a commune Living in the country on a bag of rice All things equal Share my treacle Hey man I'll share your wife Now you are a vego Sleeping in the hedgerow Lying in the corner where the hedgehogs lie Great big feeds On sunflower seeds I bet you'd like hedgehog pie I'm into Scott McKenzie In San Francisco That is where he can be found I don't mean to offend thee But San Francisco has its faults Maybe it is truly underground Do yourself a favour Don't you savour All that hippy thing find what's next Hey man don't you stop and pray man Go out and buy T Rex Fee fi fiddley do You're my mantra metal guru Fee fi fiddley dan Kool in the kaftan Love and peace man Fee fi fiddley di Three button t-shirt it's a tie-dye Fee fi fiddley dan Kool in the kaftan Love and peace man