Текст песни Beaver Fever

Beaver Fever : Trippin' my way to the places and the faces I meet Tryin' to beat the heat with everything The crazy loves the crazy lies They fall by the way side but stuck in my lifeline Crampin' my bones Oh, Virginia won't you tell me what you've got in your bag of tricks to fix this Sometimes I feel I'm meant to put my hands into something I can't see in hope that it might be The cast of that mold Oh, Trisha won't you sign my arm and tell me you love me, I'm broken What can I do, I'm on the outside Working my way back to you, babe A bird on my ear is whistling my tune, I've got to sing along Oh, Anna baby I'm going down the river in my four-door canoe Both the wings fall off What can I do? How many pancakes does it take to shingle a doghouse? None ? Snakes don't have armpits