The Orlons
The Orlons - Not Me lyrics
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Ya-Da-da-da-da-dat, dat-dat-dat-dat, Ya-Da-da-da-da-dat-dat-dat-dat-dat Well it's down in California where the orange trees grow Oh California And there's a pretty little girl that he used to know Oh California Well he called me everyday about a quarter to one Oh California She said Come on over daddy lets have some fun Oh California He said, I heard about your husband is he back from the gym? She said, Come on over daddy don't you worry bout him Not me, no not me - I aint no boxer A not me, a no not me Now he's down in Alabama where they say you were Oh Alabama Where they dance all around until they have a ball Oh Alabama Where we saw down in the village they were gathered around Oh Alabama And then they looked at him, they called him Cat the Clown Oh Alabama He said Now wait a minute Buster, you didn't call me right They said What you're tryin to do, boy is start alittle fight? Not me Not me, no not me I aint no boxer Not me, no not me, not me, no not me, Well now he's back in Virginia back in his home town Oh Virginia A where he's got a reputation from a miles around Oh Virginia Yeah, and never no more will he ever roam Oh Virginia You know he's stickin right there a to his happy home Oh Virginia Oh well a fella walked up to him he said lets make a trip He said You better shut-up before I bust you in your lip Not me, not me, no not me He aint got to go nowhere! Uh-huh, not my baby! You know you been hurt out there on that road! Yep, keep it comin!