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The Ukelele Made Me

Mark Brine
Mark Brine


Written by: Mark Brine
1. I came home this evenin’..  feelin’ all weary ‘n down
Wadn’t in the mood f’ nothin’.. ‘cept for hopefully sleepin’ sound
But there she was in the corner..  just’a starin’ up so sweet
With that lil’ come-on look that spelt .. immediate trouble f’ me
2. No, I didn’t want t’ do it .. but no matter how I tried
She wouldn’t take her gaze off’a me.. with that Jezebel in her eyes
Yeah, I knew there was no escapin’..  ‘n I soon lost any hold
The more I tried to dodge it... The inevitable took control
Yes, the ukelele made me.. I wadn’t in the mood
But soon I was all entangled in writin’ this uke-a-diculous tune
And I don’t know how they do it.. It’s a mystery to me
But the ukelele made me..  ‘n they just won’t let ya be
3. It’s a crime the way they lure you on... There oughta be a law
A ukelele amendment or somethin’.. to prevent the way they awe
You inta doin’ what ya really don’t want to... It’s a dirty rotten shame
Yeah, it’s ukelele harassment,.. ‘n once again, guess who’s t’ blame
©Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

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