Song parody of
I Could Go on Singing (Till the Cows Come Home)
by Judy Garland
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When a dove is in love
With a doll of a dove,
He is out all night coo-cooin'!
When an owls on the prowl
For a feminine fowl,
He goes out all night woo-wooin!
Every bird and bee
Has his lunacy
In the way he works his dream off,
But when I feel high,
Here's the way that I
Like to let my kind of steam off!
Owls woo-woo,
Others sigh,
Doves coo-coo,
Ah, but I;
I could go on singing till the cows come home,
Then the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow!
When I see your eyes, I go all out;
I must vocalise till you shout,
"Enough already!".
I could go on singing till the moon turns pink,
Anything from "Faust" to "Inka dinka dink"!
Love does funny things when it hits you this way,
I must keep on singing like a lark going strong
With my heart on the wings of a sigh-singing day.
I could go on singing till the cows come home,
Then the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow!
When I see your eyes, I go all out;
I must vocalise till you shout,
"Enough already!".
I could go on singing till the moon turns pink,
Anything from "Faust" to "Inka dinka dink"!
Love does funny things when it hits you this way,
I must keep on singing like a lark going strong
With my heart on the wings of a sigh-singing day.
When a dove is in love
With a doll of a dove,
He is out all night coo-cooin'!
When an owls on the prowl
For a feminine fowl,
He goes out all night woo-wooin!
Every bird and bee
Has his lunacy
In the way he works his dream off,
But when I feel high,
Here's the way that I
Like to let my kind of steam off!
Owls woo-woo,
Others sigh,
Doves coo-coo,
Ah, but I;
I could go on singing till the cows come home,
Then the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow!
When I see your eyes, I go all out;
I must vocalise till you shout,
"Enough already!".
I could go on singing till the moon turns pink,
Anything from "Faust" to "Inka dinka dink"!
Love does funny things when it hits you this way,
I must keep on singing like a lark going strong
With my heart on the wings of a sigh-singing day.
I could go on singing till the cows come home,
Then the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow!
When I see your eyes, I go all out;
I must vocalise till you shout,
"Enough already!".
I could go on singing till the moon turns pink,
Anything from "Faust" to "Inka dinka dink"!
Love does funny things when it hits you this way,
I must keep on singing like a lark going strong
With my heart on the wings of a sigh-singing day.
