Air, air, air, air, air, air Air-air-air-air-air-air-air-air You, you don't mean no harm But you're stringin' me along and I don't have the time to spare And I, I'm trying hard to breathe But you're suffocating me, this time I'm coming up for air Never

I want to play with your poodle Can I play with your poodle? I mean your little poodle dog! I wanna play with your poodle Now lend an ear folks while I sing this song Don't get mad, I don't mean no harm! Yes, that little poodle got a long shaggy tail

Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm A boy filled with wonderlust who really meant no harm He changed his clothes and shined his boots And