Doodlin’ Songtext
von Lambert, Hendricks & Ross
Doodlin’ Songtext
Using the phone booth, making a few calls
Doodling weird things, using the booth walls
Got me a big date, waiting for my chick
Putting her face on, so she can look slick
I enjoy procrastinating ′cause I'm busy while I′m waiting
Doodling away, doodling away
Sittin' and dinin', dinner beginnin′
Started designin′, using the linen
Talking to my date, doodling my bit
Waiter got salty, told me to please quit
Told the waiter don't be dizzy
Can′t you see I'm very busy?
Doodling away, doodling away
"Do you doodle all day?"
Said the waiter in his way
"Do you doodle all night?"
Told the waiter he was right
"In your doodlin′ way"
That's the way I′m gonna stay
"Are you paintin' things right?"
Doodlin' sheds a lot of light
"I don′t know what to do"
Ain′t nothin' you can do
"Will doodlin′ lead you?"
Doodlin's all I want to do
That′s more true
Why does every single thing I see
Look exactly like a doodle to me?
If I ever have a doubt what life is all about
I get my pencil out and then commence to doodlin'
And I find it real relaxin′
Especially when I feel that life is really taxin'
Those weird designs
They only show what's goin′ on in weirder minds
′Cause when you doodle, then your noodle's flyin′ blind
Every little thing that you write, just conceivably might
Be a thought that you captured forgot in a wink
Doodlin' takes you beyond what you see
Then you draw what you think
I feel so lost without my doodlin′
Doodlin' really helps me ease my mind
I′d be tempest-tossed without my doodlin'
When I'm doodlin′ there′s one thing I find
Truly I really, really, really, really, truly, truly
Wanna figure out what my doodlin's all about
Later the waiter had me arrested
Took me to Bellevue, where I was tested
Had me a doctor, probin′ my noodle
'Fore he was half done, taught him to doodle
Showed him hidden thoughts that linger
Find an outlet through your finger
Doodlin′ away, doodlin' away
Doctor was real nice, told me to be cool
Looked at the waiter, called him a real fool
Looked at my baby, told me he dug her
Got me to doodlin′ so he could bug her
When he put his arms around her
Quite to his surprise he found her
Doodlin' away, doodlin' away
We just doodle all day
Doodling weird things, using the booth walls
Got me a big date, waiting for my chick
Putting her face on, so she can look slick
I enjoy procrastinating ′cause I'm busy while I′m waiting
Doodling away, doodling away
Sittin' and dinin', dinner beginnin′
Started designin′, using the linen
Talking to my date, doodling my bit
Waiter got salty, told me to please quit
Told the waiter don't be dizzy
Can′t you see I'm very busy?
Doodling away, doodling away
"Do you doodle all day?"
Said the waiter in his way
"Do you doodle all night?"
Told the waiter he was right
"In your doodlin′ way"
That's the way I′m gonna stay
"Are you paintin' things right?"
Doodlin' sheds a lot of light
"I don′t know what to do"
Ain′t nothin' you can do
"Will doodlin′ lead you?"
Doodlin's all I want to do
That′s more true
Why does every single thing I see
Look exactly like a doodle to me?
If I ever have a doubt what life is all about
I get my pencil out and then commence to doodlin'
And I find it real relaxin′
Especially when I feel that life is really taxin'
Those weird designs
They only show what's goin′ on in weirder minds
′Cause when you doodle, then your noodle's flyin′ blind
Every little thing that you write, just conceivably might
Be a thought that you captured forgot in a wink
Doodlin' takes you beyond what you see
Then you draw what you think
I feel so lost without my doodlin′
Doodlin' really helps me ease my mind
I′d be tempest-tossed without my doodlin'
When I'm doodlin′ there′s one thing I find
Truly I really, really, really, really, truly, truly
Wanna figure out what my doodlin's all about
Later the waiter had me arrested
Took me to Bellevue, where I was tested
Had me a doctor, probin′ my noodle
'Fore he was half done, taught him to doodle
Showed him hidden thoughts that linger
Find an outlet through your finger
Doodlin′ away, doodlin' away
Doctor was real nice, told me to be cool
Looked at the waiter, called him a real fool
Looked at my baby, told me he dug her
Got me to doodlin′ so he could bug her
When he put his arms around her
Quite to his surprise he found her
Doodlin' away, doodlin' away
We just doodle all day
Writer(s): Jon Hendricks, Horace Silver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
