Springfield, Or Bobby Got A Shadfly Caught In His Hair Lyrics

Springfield, Or Bobby Got A Shadfly Caught In His Hair lyrics

I don't care to say

What I failed to recognize

Every single day

From the poker to the prize



Running out of Springfield, I worked for the Capitol Air

In the bags

Found a woman there who said, she had a mind

To make me a messenger man



If my father took his life

For the national plan

I don't care, I'm not about to stick my grave

With an apron and a bucket of plans



Never ever, I can take the pillow cases

Off the yellow pillows, make a property line

From the bed in the living room, the living room

The morning papers made the most out of nothing at all



So we took the room

With a view of the runaway

I took off my clothes

And she took it for a holiday



I was taken for all the things

That I never had before

Running out of Springfield, she left me

With a note saying, "Bobby, don't look back"



And if my wife took a bicycle ride

With a knife in her hand

I saw it coming all the shad-flies run at once

With a trumpet or a train, oh, I'm running from it



Wait a minute, wait a minute, give a minute, lady

I can explain the aftershave

Wait a minute, wait a minute, give a minute

Bobby got a shad fly caught in his hair, yes, he does