Brown Eyed Joe (with huge apologies to Van Morrison)
Hey, where did you go
Days when the rains came?
Down in the basement
Playing a new game
Laughing and a-running, hey, hey
Sniffin’ and a-rubbin’
In the misty morning fog with
With his heart a-thumping
And him, our brown-eyed Joe
He is our brown-eyed Joe
Whatever happened
To reading scripts so slow
Glancing at the telepromptor
Good old sleepy joe
Standing in the limelight laughing
Hide behind a podium
Sniffin’ and a-rubbin’
Every single little girl near him
That’s you, our brown-eyed Joe
You, our brown-eyed Joe
Do you remember when you used to grope
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Just like that
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
La dee dah
So hard to find his way
Now that he’s on his own
I saw him just the other day
Stumbling onto Air Force One
Cast my memory back there, Joe
Sometime I’m overcome thinking about
You and Corn Pop fighting
Behind the stadium
That’s you, our brown-eyed Joe
You, our brown-eyed Joe
Do you remember when you used to grope
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Grabbing all the young one’s a$$
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
Dee dah la dee dah la dee dah la
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
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