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Saturday, December 5, 2009

A Musical Interlude, Part 1: "It Wasn't Me" by George Thorogood and the Destroyers


Lyrics:

Well he was cold, tired, and hungry
Came a beggin' for bread
The lady took him in
And fed him breakfast in bed

It wasn't me
No no baby it wasn't me
Ah, that must have been some other body,
No, no child
It wasn't me


Well, there's a cool, young whipper snapper
Loves to run and play
But the draft board got him
They inducted him today

It wasn't me
No no baby it wasn't me
Yeah, you must've met some other body,
No, no child
It wasn't me


Callin' out for volunteers on the front row
Lieutenant said which one of ya'll
Will volunteer to go

It wasn't me
Woo, it wasn't me
Yeah that must've been some other body,
No, no child
It wasn't me


Wailin' down the freeway
At just the cruisin' power
The state trooper clocked me
At ninety miles an hour

It wasn't me
No no sheriff it wasn't me
Well you must have met some other body,
No, no
It wasn't me


Well you say you saw my car parked
By the drive-in one night
Came over to speak to me
But I was outta sight

It wasn't me
No no baby it wasn't me
That must've been some other body,
No, no child
It wasn't me


I met a German girl in England
Who was goin' to school in France
Said we danced the Mississippi
At an Alpha Kappa dance

It wasn't me
Woo, it wasn't me
Yeah, you must've met some other body,
No, no child
It wasn't me

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