Beedley dee...
beedley dee...
beedley beedley...
beedley beedley beedley...
*hard to understand
it should be a (leader?)
who kept them all
He’s another white singer
in a little white glove
and then you
I’ve gone and lost a day...
Awake in the morning
I wonder often
Will the lights come bright
My lady your Lablakley dress
Descending from your shoulders
It’s lifting me
Turn on the light
Pass it around
Spin it around
Hey! Take that!
Hey!
Ball
