Ferdinand Songtext
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Ferdinand Songtext
My friend Ferdinand
Will if he can
Cross that bridge to a little girl′s skirt
Hands of which he's a terrible flirt
Says that it′s good
Tells me that I should
Copy him as much as I can
Writing to a dot with only one hand
I know, you gotta be kidding me
No man could ever do that and get away
My my my my, Ferdinand
Oh, you're telling lies again, Ferdinand
Cop that lay one day
Said to me, "Boy, hey
Did you hear what was coming from that?"
She was pointing at Ferdinand's hat
In walks Ferdinand′s room
"Mate," she cries, beating her chest
"I know I′ve got what it takes
But boy, you've really got the rest"
Oh no, you gotta be kidding me
No more is just what I need to fade away
My my my my, Ferdinand
Oh, you′re still a one-man hand, Ferdinand
Ferdinand
Will if he can
Cross that bridge to a little girl's skirt
Hands of which he′s a terrible flirt
Says that it's good
Tells me that I should
Copy him as much as I can
Writing to a dot with only one hand
I know, you gotta be kidding me
No man could ever do that and get away
My my my my, Ferdinand
Oh, you′re telling lies again, Ferdinand
Will if he can
Cross that bridge to a little girl′s skirt
Hands of which he's a terrible flirt
Says that it′s good
Tells me that I should
Copy him as much as I can
Writing to a dot with only one hand
I know, you gotta be kidding me
No man could ever do that and get away
My my my my, Ferdinand
Oh, you're telling lies again, Ferdinand
Cop that lay one day
Said to me, "Boy, hey
Did you hear what was coming from that?"
She was pointing at Ferdinand's hat
In walks Ferdinand′s room
"Mate," she cries, beating her chest
"I know I′ve got what it takes
But boy, you've really got the rest"
Oh no, you gotta be kidding me
No more is just what I need to fade away
My my my my, Ferdinand
Oh, you′re still a one-man hand, Ferdinand
Ferdinand
Will if he can
Cross that bridge to a little girl's skirt
Hands of which he′s a terrible flirt
Says that it's good
Tells me that I should
Copy him as much as I can
Writing to a dot with only one hand
I know, you gotta be kidding me
No man could ever do that and get away
My my my my, Ferdinand
Oh, you′re telling lies again, Ferdinand
Writer(s): Pye Hastings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

