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You Can Call Me Al - The Flying Pickets
A man walks down the street
He says “Why am I soft in the middle now
Why am I soft in the middle
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don’t want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard”
Bonedigger bonedigger
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away my well-lit door
Mr Beerbelly Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me
You know I don’t find this stuff
Amusing anymore
If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long-lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
A man walks down the street
He says “Why am I short of attention
Got a short little span of attention
And woe my nights are so long
Where’s my wife and family
What if I die here
Who’ll be my role model
Now that my role model is
Gone gone ”
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations
If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long -ost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al
If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long-lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me
If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty