I Don't Want No Drummer. I Set

Listen To My Story And Everything Will Come Out True

There's Nineteen Men Livin' In My Neighborhood, Eighteen Of Them Are Fools And The One Ain't No Doggone Good.

When My Bed Is Empty, Makes Me Feel Awful Mean And Blue. My Springs Are Getting Rusty, Living Single Like I Do.

I Ain't Good-lookin', But I'm Somebody's Angel Child.

I Don't Want No Drummer. I Set The Tempo.