You Got Me Runnin'
Back in the garage with my bullshit detector
Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective
People ringing up making offers for my life
But I just wanna stay in the garage all night
We're a garage band
We come from garageland
Meanwhile things are hotting up in the West End alright
Contracts in the offices, groups in the night
My bummin' slummin' friends have all got new boots
An' someone just asked me if the group would wear suits
I don't wanna hear about what the rich are doing
I don't wanna go to where the rich are going
The
Rose Oday
Rose O'Day,
Rose O'Day,
You're my filla-da-gusha,
Filla-ma-rusha,
Bah-da-rah-da-boom-foo-dee-ay.
Johnny McCarthy loved Rosie O'Day,
She was the prettiest thing,
And every night,
In his sweet Irish way,
Under her window he'd sing,
"Rose O'Day,
Rose O'Day,
You're my filla-da-gusha,
Filla-ma-rusha,
Bah-da-rah-da-bomm-foo-dee-ay."
"You're daring,
You're darling,
You're lovely,
That's what I mean,
When I say,
Rose O'Day,
Rose O'day,
You're my filla-da-gusha,
Filla-ma rusha,
Bah-da-rah-da-bomm-foo-dee-ay."
You're daring,
You're darling,
You're lovely,
That's what I mean,
When I say,
"Rose O'Day,
Rose O'Day,
You're my filla-da-gusha,
Filla-ma-rusha,
Bah-da-rah-da-boom-foo-dee,
Boom-foo-dee,
Boom-foo-dee,
Boom-foo-dee-ay!