Jolly Good

Holidays, Hollywood Jolly good Sir but I never met you In your gray Cadillac car Never gonna see the outline of a star And the windows creek, on an elbow squeak That will be for him comin' round the mountain In his gray Cadillac car Never gonna see the outline of a star Oh, my little lady lies awake in the pines Some seem to think that I'm awake all the time Try to get me groovin' on a blue collar crime But a maid in the back room leaves my clothes behind Bye diddle-eye-dye Never gonna chew the outline of a pie Pie that I owe and I owe And god knows, I owe them to you so You came to defy these ugly tears that I cry Now 89, ready to lie down 91, ready for to go 99, ready to go down