Get Yourself a Ticket

Get yourself a ticket for the days of long ago And walk on with your dog And little Mary-Jane to the playgards, aha ... You walk into the world with the seesaw and the swing Aand you build yourself a house For your dog and Mary-Jane in the sandpit, aha ... And you always were the father And the dog he was your son Mary-Jane she was the mother And you go back to the days of fun Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na The porter came along and asked you Hey neighbour, what about a drink And then you got a glass of lemon And the porter was your best friend Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Little Joe Brown to the circus, aha ... You looked into the sky And a man with his wife Were sitting on a swing And flew and waved like an airplane, aha ... And you said, I'm gonna buy a lion And I want an elephant too Then I'm gonna make myself a circus And I'll fly with Mary-Jane and little Joe Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na And at home you told your good old mother It' isn't really much indeed And you build yourself a crazy shelter For a circus in you native street Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na (C) Tekst & Muziek: Rick Beekman & Wil Luikinga Plaatnummer: BASART RECORDS BP 1.010