Mr. Banana

The way I feel it I just can’t                                   
Describe.                                                                
It’s like when you’ve got nothing                                    
To deny.

The worst time have gone, baby.                                
You’re mama said I’m dumb.                                  
But trust me there is no one                                      
Who will tell you ‘bout the                                       
things you should know.

So call me Mr Banana.                                               
Call me Mr Banana.                                                    
Call me Mr Banana.                                                    
Please call me Mr Banana.                     

Call me Mr Banana                                                
Na-na, na-na                                                                
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Call me Mr Banana                                                
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I’m a dirty yellow fruit!                                            
I’m a yellow, yellow, yellow!                           
I’ll better be a yellow than I’ll be a green            
popping – rocking                                             
Smashing - bashing  machine                           
I said BOOM!                                                       
BOOM! Somebody fell on the ground!                 
I won’t help him ‘cause of                                      
My convenience style.                                              
I say you blind!                                                            
BLIND! And I can read you so fine,
Drink like a bottle of wine,
Every time you call me 
Mr Banana.

So call me Mr Banana.                                               
Call me Mr Banana.                                                    
Call me Mr Banana.                                                    
Please call me Mr Banana.                                  

Call me Mr Banana                                                
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Call me Mr Banana                                                
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Call me Mr Banana                                                
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Call me Mr Banana                                                
Na-na, na-na                                                                

Dance, dance, bounce, bounce,                               
Keep the rhythm, feel the balance.                          
Plug to amp your telecaster,                                   
Never mind my ugly bluster.                                  
Mirror shows an awful creature.                            
Sorry, baby, that’s my nature.                              
Can you see a faith through my soul?                   

Call me Mr Banana                                                
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Na-na, na-na                                                                

Call me Mr Banana                                                
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Call me Mr Banana                                                
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Call me Mr Banana                  
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