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Sunday, January 3, 2010

Ooh Pooh Pah Doo

Just want to tell you 'bout-a Ooh Pooh Pah Doo
Well you know it's just the most, Yes Ooh Pooh Pah Do-oo
Ah tell me baby it's the most
'Cause I won't stop tryin' 'til I create a disturbance in your mind

Well, well, well, well, I'm gon' create a disturbance in your mind
I'm gon' create a disturbance
Oh yeah-eah-eah, ah baby, ah baby
Ah baby don't you know it's in your mind
It goes Yoh-Oh-oh-Oh-oh-Oh-oh-Oh-oh

Hear me, hear me, hear me, hear me, hear me, hear me
There's a little blue bell that's a ringin' in your ear
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding
Well there's a little blue bell
Baby don't you know it's' in your ear
It goes ding-ding-ding, ding-ding-ding-ding ding-ding-ding-ding

Well, well, well, Ooh Pooh Pah Do

I won't stop tryin' till I create disturbances in your mind

You can hear the difficulty, the too-careful sloppy precision.  You can almost see his fingers, racing against time, and sliding to the next chord in the nick of it.  Every move is liking throwing a shovel of coal and you can see his fingers getting sore, thin, trembly.  But he hits it on time every time while sweat licks the strings and hisses into vapor.

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