Louis Jordan Reconversion Blues lyrics

I got those re-hee-hee, reconversion blues
I got those re-hee-hee, reconversion blues
Can`t wait to buy a new automobile
And a pair of two-tone shoes

I can walk right past my draft board
And I won`t get no dirty looks
I can go down to the grocer
Without takin` my ration books
I got those re-hee-hee, reconversion blues
I can drive in a gas station
And get most anything I choose

I forgot the taste of bacon
Butter and whipped cream cake
At night I wake up screamin`:
`Bring me a nice fat juicy steak!`
I got those re-hee-hee, reconversion blues
I`m gonna buy my baby nylons,
All the nylons she can use

No more fish on Tuesdays,
I get plenty meat in my stews
There`s plenty of cigarettes and chewing gum
and nuts and bolts and screws
I got those re-hee-hee, reconversion blues
If someone say `for the duration`
Brother, I`m gonna blow my fuse

I`m gonna reconvert my baby
With a house and a diamond ring
We`re gonna lock our door this winter
And we won`t come out till spring
I got those re-hee-hee, reconversion blues
I`m gonna buy a brand new radio
That don`t know how to get the latest news
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