White, Clean and Neat (2006 Remaster)

歌詞

13th day of August '54, I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Ma didn't tell me what was going abroad No tales of things to come Daddy, Daddy, come home in the evening with the burdens of the day Pat Boone might come along and take Daddy's blues away Ma might take Daddy's head into her hands Soothe awhile, soothe awhile, touch the boy inside the man Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the street Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the street No, no, no, Miss Debbie Reynolds promised someone out there always to obey Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat And there was no one better qualified to cry a while, cry a while Not quite like Mr. Johnny Ray (Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat) (Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat) Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the street Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets (It's such a long, long way) It's such, it's such, it's such a long, long, long, long way (I said it's such a long way, I said it's such a long way) from the street (If you like the blues, I think we can) (Home life with his wife and children, and community life centred around the church, are the things on which Pat Boone bases his career) Baby, don't you want me no more? (He still runs the scout troop in Denver) (When teenagers find an idol, they usually emulate what they know of his habits.) (Bring it on home, Daddy) Don't you want me no more? Oo, yeah Talk to me Oh, yeah Down at the juke joint, back at the drive-in movie show Moondog made one more white boy sanctified Out on the streets, the red hot streets, old heroes fell And I screamed my name with pride Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long way, it's such a long way It's such a long, long way from the street Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets (It's such a long, long way) It's such, it's such, it's such a long, long, long, long way (I said it's such a long way, I said it's such a long way) from the street Whoo, let's go (The singer? Johnnie Ray. The trademark, a hero) Hey, baby (Yet, listen to the Ray voice come sizzling off the wax, his long string of best selling records. Watch this human stick of dynamite reduce himself and the audience to limp rags, in a pulsating, motion packed, jazz laden half hour. How high can you get?) Don't you want me baby? (Cool, crazy, able, super and sincerely yours They're married to stay: lovely Debbie Reynolds, film star, hubby Eddie Fisher, discs. That's how it's been. Now Debbie has scaled the hit parade gates with such song successes as Tammy. It's your turn now, Eddie, on film. Bring it on home, Daddy!) Little girl, little girl, little girl Baby, baby, since I've been loving you Ha I'm about to lose (Bring it on home, Daddy) I'm about to lose (You make me want to jump and shout, baby)