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Woke up this mornin’, went for a walk, Hopin’ I could find someone to talk. Didn’t matter who, I don’t care. But you ain’t wearin’ no underwear. Hey ho, hey ho, hey hey ho.
Ya don’t look like me, it’s plain to see. You and I just hangin’ ‘neath the apple tree. A quarter to two, no one cares. But why ain’t you wearin’ no underwear. Hey ho, hey ho, hey hey ho.
Ya tell me that you left, all in a haze. Kinda been a drinkin’ for days and days. Put on your pants, and tied up your shoes. A wife-beater shirt that looks brand new. Walked out the door, jumped in your car. Ran out of gas, didn’t get too far. Ya can’t catch a break, it don’t seem fair. You must have forgot your underwear. Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey hey ho.
I said let me buy you a cup of coffee. And if you like, something to eat. You said “no thanks, I gotta go”. “I seem to be a hangin’, way down low”. Hey ho, hey ho, hey hey ho.