Bobby Dazzler

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作曲 : Gill Shakespeare/Gillian Shakespeare/John Carter

In '59, you had a rock and roll band

You really played a mean guitar

Now everybody said you were gonna make it big

But you never got to be a star

You didn't give up so easy

You still kept playing the game

You found yourself a man for a small percentage

And he gave you a different name

Oh, Bobby Dazzler

What they trying to do to you?

(What they trying to do to you?)

They tell you what to wear and how to comb your hair

And everything else you do

Oh, Bobby Dazzler

How they really let you down

(How they really let you down)

You'd got nothing left to sing when they stood you in the ring

And painted you like a clown

Bobby Dazzler (Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la)

Bobby Dazzler (Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la)

Bobby Dazzler

(Hey, hey)

(Hey, hey)

In '64, you got the surfin' sound (Whee-ooh)

You were the clean-cut American boy (Wah-wah-wah-ooh)

You were nearly phased out on a mystery tour

Yeah, '67 was a joy (Goo goo g'joob)

You wore a pair of faded denims

Around about '69

Your very last chance to be in the circus

Is here for the very last time

Oh, Bobby Dazzler

What they trying to do to you?

(What they trying to do to you?)

They tell you what to wear, how to comb your hair

And everything else you do

Oh, Bobby Dazzler

How they really let you down

(How they really let you down)

You'd got nothing left to sing when they stood you in the ring

And painted you like a clown

Bobby Dazzler (Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la)

Bobby Dazzler (Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la)

Bobby Dazzler

Now look here, son

You do exactly as I say

I can see a very bright future for you

You're the boss, where do I sign?

Sign just here

Don't forget the copy

Oh, Bobby Dazzler

What they trying to do to you?

(What they trying to do to you?)

They tell you what to wear and how to comb your hair

And everything else you do

Oh, Bobby Dazzler

How they really let you down

(How they really let you down)

You'd got nothing left to sing when they stood you in the ring

And painted you like a clown

Oh, Bobby Dazzler

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