Текст Bobby Darin – RX–Pyro (Prescription: Fire)

There’s a baker up the river trying to buy some bread
And the farmer on his mountain keepin’ time in bed
Catch a rabbit at the station
Watch it count her toes

Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me

Cross your t’s
Dot your i’s
But stay in g

You know that Smiley flies his sister ‘cross the burning sands
Then Harvey leaves the world in some old madman’s hands
Peanut butter taken any other way
He’s bound to keep the reefer busy every day

Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me

Cross your t’s
Dot your i’s
But stay in g

You know his father is the preacher who can cure the cold
He pours it from a bottle ’til it turns to mold
Then he holds it to the light so he can see it shine
The number in the corner of the picture’s mine

Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me

Cross your t’s

Oh keep your lawn in order and you won’t be checked
You can take another border ’til the grass is wet
Read it in the «Journal» so you know it’s true
The people at the corner look like me and you

Bend your knees
Shoot your eyes
And hit on me

Oh… cross your t’s
Dot your i’s
And stay in g

Cross your t’s
Dot your i’s
But stay in g