Jamboree

I tried to walk away To prove I was in control There's got to be a cure This can't go on no more Dressed in black in the midday sun Break the ice and on the run Keep this up there won't be none I tried to be real cool You locked me in a room You tried to take off your dress We both know what happened next And when my skirt begins to ache I realize that it's too late To love you like a chocolate cake Cause we both know you're my dream date Wear an old potato sack Trailer for a hat Haircut for a bowl Two eyes made of coal One two three, one two four The bees are hop, the bees are ho So that's one thing she'll never know