Fair to Middlin'
Chris Morris
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Swingin' in his chair In his long underwear Copasetic With Bonanza on Bowls 274 And the ladies just love him more Fair to middlin' How sweet it is Back porch cribbage game You can hear Betty call him names And Ian Tyson In the 8 track deck He's an artist, nothing less Now the nude has to wear a dress Not his choice Gotta please the wife He could paint and whittle And sing and whistle And laugh and giggle And chase and tickle And wander and ramble And drink and gamble And sleep and snore And talk about the war Wander down the hall Western movies on the wall Come back as a chicken On the final frontier He's from outer space I think Let's sit down and have a drink Two fingers brandy Two fingers more He could paint and whittle And sing and whistle And laugh and giggle And chase and tickle And wander and ramble And drink and gamble And sleep and snore And write poems about the war
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