Dinosaur lyrics

words & music by Bob Corbin

pub. by Sabal Music, Inc.(ASCAP)



Hey man, them ain`t high heel sneakers

And they sure don`t look like dancin` shoes

And that ain`t rock `n roll you`re playin`

And it sure don`t sound like rythmn and blues

You sing a song about makin` love to your sister

Well I think I`d rather hear Johnny B. Goode

And what`s that stuff you`ve got on your face Mister

Is there something I don`t know that I should

And I guess I`m a

(Chorus)

Dinosaur

Should`ve died out a long time before

Have pity on a dinosaur

Hand me my hat, excuse me M`amBbut where`s the door

Used to be, I had a lot of fun in the city

I listened to the jukebox and tried to stay out of fights

And now and then a sweet young girl in a red dress

All gussied up, man what a sight....and you know that

Flashing lights sure make me dizzy

And the music`s very strange to my ear

It looks like they turned Smokey Joe`s into a spaceship

I`ll be leaving just as soon as I finish my beer

And I must be a

(Repeat chorus)

I had a dream, they put me in a museum

Right up beside the dinosaurs

And at my feet lay the fender of my old Chevy

And it read Missing Link....1964

And I must be a

(Repeat chorus)
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