Tony's Song

Tony works at the butcher store eaten his feed until that day Mama she left a note on the barn door She said, Sonny, move to India the country Eating too much can make you a hearty rack ackackackack You oughta know my cow (oughta know) Who needs a steak house in the cul-de-sac If that’s what they get for their money It seems such a waste of mind If that's what it's all about Mama if that's moovin' up Then I'm moovin' out I'm moovin' out Mistress O'Leary is walkin' in skins At night she becomes a dancer she works at Mister Cizzlors's down On Mulligan’s bend Across from the vegetable romancer She's tradin' in her heavy for a swade ade ade ade You oughta know my cow And if she can drive With a brokering trade At least she can polish the financiers mama it seems like a waste of mind If that's what it's all about Mama if that's moovin' up Then I'm moovin' out I'm moovin' out You should never argue with the crazy kind ind ind ind You oughta know my cow You can pay Uncle Beef with the overtime If that’s what they get for their money If that's what they do with kine If that's what you're all about Good luck moovin' up 'Cause I'm moovin out I'm moovin' out

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