A vocal parody of Bette Davis eyes by Kim Karnes
I've been creating all kinds of songs for over 30 years, but I never sell any of them. I try to give them away to charities that have musician spokespeople, but
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His hair is tangled knots,
And lots of dredful locks,
It's halfway to his socks,
He's got Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He'll never use a comb,
Not even once or twice,
Who knows if there's lice,
He's got Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He's a rasta,
Won't eat pasta,
He sings Reggae 'cause he has ta,
He's got hocus,
And he'll pocus,
With his funny kind of tokus,
You might find a ferret in there,
He's got Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He's eyes are always stoned,
His pants are never tight,
His mind is often blown,
He's got Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He'll play a steel drum beside you,
Roll a big ganja bomb,
Until your brain goes numb,
He's got Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He's a Marley,
Won't eat barley,
And he doesn't ride a Harley,
He's a crocus,
And he'll chokus,
With his fav'rite kind of smokus,
Football players grow down to there,
I swear! Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He's a rasta,
Won't eat pasta,
He sings Reggae 'cause he has ta,
He's got hocus,
And he'll pocus,
With his funny kind of tokus,
Looks kinda like the Predator there,
I swear! Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He's a rasta,
Won't eat pasta,
'Less he has ta
He's got Whoopi Goldberg hair!
He's a Marley,
Won't eat barley,
....Well, maybe just a little taste....
He's got Whoopi Goldberg hair!
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