|Sitting blowing smoke rings, sitting in my home,
didnít have nobody there to say I was alone.
I was sitting right beside myself, sitting on my own.
I thought Iíd call somebody up but they got no telephone.
Blues apart, blues at home.
I thought Iíd call somebody up
but somebodyís not alone.
Play me for an ape man, chase me up a tree.
Your old man locked your lips up and then threw away the key
but call me Mister Bones the Old Red Skeleton, thatís me.
Hey, Iíd like to get you horizontal in my old tepee.
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