Dan Hicks

"Hey, that's pretty cool

Why don'tcha turn that up?"

Some folks say when you fall in love

You lose your appetite

If love makes you feel that way

Listen to what I say, dear

If love makes you give up steak and potatoes

(That's what you eat?)

Rice, corn, chitlins, and tomatoes

If love makes you give up all those things

I don't want love

If love makes you give up ham and greens

Chicken pot pie and lima beans

If love makes you give up all them things

(Don't want it)

I don't want love

Ooo...

Well, I am here to say to you that

I love my bread and my meat

Take a look at me and it's plain to see

That I'm a man

That loves to eat

So, if love makes you give up steak and tomatoes

Eggs over easy and hashbrown potatoes

If love makes you give up stuff like that

(Oh no)

Heh, I don't want love

No, no, no, no, no, no, no

If love makes you give up corn-dogs and mustard

Cracker Jacks, tootie fruity custard

If love makes you give up onion rings

I don't want love

(Don't want it)

If love makes you give up pizza night

Garlic mashed potatoes, then it's outta sight

If love makes you give up all those things

No no, not me

Well, my baby's awful skinny

And she don't like meat

And she can't stand breakfast in bed

And as for me, well, where's my seat?

'Cause it's time that I was fed

So if love makes you give up saute and pate

And foie gras

And stuff you have to flambe

If love makes you give up buffalo wings

I don't want love

No, no

Not me

No sir

No siree

I, I, I, I, I don't want love

Pass the sausage!

I scare myself
Just thinking about you
I scare myself
When I'm without you
I scare myself
The moments that you're gone
I scare myself
When I let my thoughts run

And when they're runnin'
I keep thinking of you
And when they're runnin'
What can I do?

I scare myself
And I don't mean lightly
I scare myself
It can get frightenin'
I scare myself
To think what I could do
I scare myself
It's some kinda voodoo

And with that voodoo
I keep thinking of you
And with that voodoo
What can I do?

But it's oh so, so, so different
When we're together
And I'm oh so so much calmer, I feel better
For the stars have crossed our paths forever
And the sooner that you realize it, the better

Then I'll be with you
And I won't scare myself
And I'll know what to do
And I won't scare myself
And then I'll think of you
And I won't scare myself
And then my thoughts'll run
And I won't scare myself

Then I'll be with you
And I won't scare myself
And I'll know what to do
And I won't scare myself
And I'll think of you
And I won't scare myself
And my thoughts will run
And I won't scare myself...

Now, you may see two happy people
In love and together
I'll tell you why that is
Or some little girl
Looks real good in a real tight sweater
I will tell you why that is

Now, your pals from prison
Just wrote you a real fine letter
I'll tell you why that is

And a diamond ring looks real good
On my pinky finger, yeah
I will tell you
(You'll tell me)
Why that is
(Alright)

An apple ain't orange
But an orange is
I can tell you why that is

Some people are day...
(And some people are night)
...Night people
I will tell you why that's right

When the girls come lookin' for love, mmhmm
They look for the guys in the band
(The man knows a lot of things)
I'll tell you why that is

I'm having a ball being a know it all
Staying on top of my little scam
That's why I am who I am, baby
'Cause I know all these things

So stop right up and shake the hand of the man
Who admits to know it all
I know a lot of things
Besides that, I can sing...

Well, how come you think I've got the name know it all?
(Frankly, I don't know)
You think that's just a fluke?
I don't think so
(Could be)
Well I, I know why everything's happening
You stick around, well, I'll tell you why
(Yeah, alright)

Now you see some guys out on the street
And they're just wild about chicks
I'll tell you why that is

Son of a gun dirty boys
Just like to go out and play dirty tricks
But I can tell you why that is
I know why that is

And Jesus Christ and God and all them cats
They don't know anything
And besides that, they can't even sing

Rich man get all the women and fun
And would you believe you're looking at one?
That's why I am who I am, baby
'Cause I know all these things

I'm willing to listen to you
If you're willing to listen to me
(Well, alright, that's for sure)
But you know, you gotta sing it for me again
You gotta get up and sing

Hmm...
Hmm...

I've got the words
And I've got the tune
Is anyone listening?
I've got to know soon
Or do I sit by myself
And sing for health?
Am I hummin' to myself?

I can jazz it up
Or sing it real straight (real jazzy!)
The words and melody
Are right up to date
But when I croon some nice tune
Most everyone's late (way late!)
I'm just hummin' to myself

When I hum, I hum like this:
Hmm, hmm
[scatting]
I sing a soliloquy

My voice is crying out
And I don't miss a beat (no beats are missing)
The rhythm's poundin'
And the melody's sweet
But I got nobody to tap their feet (nobody, nobody)
So I'm hummin' to myself

[scatting]

I got the words, the rhythm
Rhyme and the song
And I can sing all day and all night long
But the room is empty
Is there somethin' wrong?
I'm just hummin' to myself

I'm just hummin' to myself
I am hummin' to myself...

Sittin' in the shade of a tree

That was meant for me

A little tired from sun and

Sittin' there to feel the breeze

And the memories

I let my thoughts go runnin'

No major discoveries

I just let myself ride

Why was I so at ease?

I can't decide

Sittin' 'neath the tree idly

That was so shady

I let myself envision

Thinkin' of the dreams

And the scenes I could see

For me

And what was my decision?

I knew that the sun was out

But how long would it shine?

Soon closing in, no doubt

But I had time

And I'm driftin'

No, no direction

Chasin' thought after thought

Driftin'

Into reflection

And I don't want it to stop

Rolling

Rolling with the punches

Trying to get with the scheme

Rolling

Roll with the hunches

And somewhere there is a theme

Pickin' up the things I mislaid

While in the shade

My little visit over

I step back into the sun

My dreamin' done

My feet dug in the clover

As I ran down the hill

I try to catch my mind

But I was standin' still

'Cause it was flyin'

And I'm driftin'

No, no direction

Chasin' thought after thought

Driftin'

Into reflection

And I don't want it to stop

Ah, rolling

Rolling with the punches

Rolling best as I can

Rolling

Rolling with the hunches

'Cause somewhere there is a plan