George Harrison - His Name Is Legs Lyrics
(i'm not cheating)Oooh, ooohEverything is dinky dooEverything you doYou, the king of la-di-daPretty very out farNever oversits, he understandsLike the back of the handHe should sing in a band, oh yeahOooh, ooohPeople think he's loopey looAnd when they look at his shoesHe's a rocking sausage rollHe gets it in the goalHealthy little 'brown affair'And when he washes his hairHe'll get a round or a squareGet them singingOooh, ooohEveryone from oxford townWay down to the rio grandeKnows his harbour quaysHis skin tight hands, without seggsHis name is legs[talking]Oooh, ooohCoolies sweating in hong kongRun along to the mardi grassRisking asian flu to meet the manWho lays the eggsHis name is legsHe's a cure for whooping coughAnd if the going gets roughGet lined up, come sikh, come czarNo matter who you areWe could get along and slide a ruleAnd if you don't play foolsWhile larry plays poolYou'll hear him singingOooh, oooh[talking]Oooh, oooh