egg & daughter nite, lincoln nebraska, 1967 (crazy bone)

if you like your apples sweet, and your streets are not concrete, you'll be in your bed by nine every night, take your hand-spanked, corn-fed gal, and your best friend's four-eyed pal, to a treat right down the street that's dynamite, now let your conscience be your guide, if you put your foot inside, you wish you left your well-enough alone, when you got hell to pay, put the truth on layaway, and blame it on that ole' crazy bone, crazy bone, crazy bone, well you wish you'd left your well-enough alone, when you got hell to pay, put the truth on layaway, and blame it on the ole' crazy bone, don't be stuck up in alaska, when you should be in nebraska, on a thursday when it's egg & daughter nite, when the farmers come to town, and they spread them eggs around, and they drop their daughters down at the roller rink, well you're prob'ly standin' there, with your slicked-back, brylcreem hair, your lucky's and your daddy's fine-tooth comb, if they knew what you were thinkin', they'd run you out of lincoln, just blame it on that ole' crazy bone, crazy bone, crazy bone, well you must have left your wisdom tooth at home, if they knew what you were thinkin', they'd run you out of lincoln, blame it on the ole' crazy bone, when the grandkids all are grown, and they put you in a home, and eternity is approachin' fast, yeah you're half out of your head, and you prob'ly pissed the bed, and you can't see a thing to save your ass, and far across the prairie, in the local cemetery, they already got your name carved out in stone, when all them nurses say, "grandpa why you walk that way?", just blame it on that ole' crazy bone, yeah blame it on that ole'. crazy bone, crazy bone, and everybody in that old folks' home, if they knew what you were thinkin', they'd run you out of lincoln, just blame it on that ole' crazy bone, and everybody in that old folks' home, yeah blame it on that ole' crazy bone