I guess it isn't surprising I thought that you would surprise me Get on a plane and come find me But instead you suppressed me You know I hate when you're not around I thought that you would surprise me (surprise) Get on a plane and come find me (come

If the river was whiskey I would be a diving duck I would swim to the bottom, but I would drink my way up If you were a good woman I would never have to roam River go to the ocean, ocean go to the sea I'd give up drinking whiskey and I would always stay

Well you will accompany me Further on down the road, baby Then a happy fool I would rather be Well day by day And just one, just one little step at a time Woman you have given me so so much Just to ease this troubled little heart of mine And that's why

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And

I can show you the world girl the world girl But ain't nothing else like L.A. I can show you the paws my balls The Taj Mahals to the strip in M.I.A. I can show the waterfalls in Spain and Prague To the beach in St. Tropes Nothing like L.A. When they come

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she warbles as she flies Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds And she never holler cuckoo 'Til the 4th day of July Well, I've known you of old Well, you've robbed my poor pockets Of the silver and the gold I'm goin'

To have lovin' from my baby's eyes, oh lovin' from my baby's eyes See the lovin' in my baby's eyes, lovin' from my baby's eyes Love you baby now you know I'd do, anything in the world for you Look here baby now you know I can, be the one to be your man

We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha And Joe is somewhere on the road We lost Davy in the Korean war And I still

Palaver, he dey find Palaver, he go get Palaver, he go get-e o Waking him dey find When trouble sleep Yanga go wake am When cat sleep Rat go bite him tail

Swimmin' after me Timbuktu to Bamako Swimmin' into the deep blue sea My baby back Down the road I go Oh, rollin' on, oh, rollin' on Oh, I wish I was a catfish I'd have all the good lookin' women Cause these blues, oh, these blues