Saturday, September 12, 2009

Conway Who?

CONWAY WHO??

My friends say I’m going crazy
They say come on girl, what have you been smokin
Doesn’t bother me, they think I’m jokin
Set my sights on a New York condo
Nothing to this songwriting thing
But bless my soul, so many words
Blasting round my head, and all I can say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do

Can you see them rolling in the aisle
Hey girl, are you living in the past
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Sounds like something sung by Conway Twitty

Can you get there on a wing and a prayer
All it takes is a great one liner
Like a poet with writers block
I sent a letter to my love
Knocked on heavens door, been to paradise
Traveled the road to hell, kisses an angel as well
The words are screaming round and round
And all I can find to say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do

Can you see them rolling in the aisle
Hey girl, are you living in the past
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Sounds like something sung by Conway Twitty

The streets of New York are paved with gold
Just get a million records sold
Such a pity. Trying to take the market by storm
Words exploding in my head, so much to be said
Going to kiss my baby goodbye, make a grown man cry
Take you up, bring you down, act the clown
Just when I find the words, pen is poised
Try to get it down, all I can say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
By Joy Faulkner
Silly really :-)

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