But standing here I say, I just don't know
Say you'll come back, when you can
It all depends on, what's with you
Kite on ice, since the first of February
The very first word is "How do you do?"
To say "How do you do?" before we left behind
But last "Go home your mama's calling you"
It's really very one or two
Dum de dum de doodley do
Maybe I'll be back here too
Calamity's waitin' for the way to get to her
Kalico, kahlia tell me the news
New ones coming as the old ones go
Every thing's moving here, but much too slow now
Go on home your mama's callin' you
Go on home your mama's callin' you
Hung up waiting for a windy day
I just wonder, if you shouldn't feel
Go on home your mama's calling you
Go on home your mama's callin' you
Mama keeps saying that, the wind might blow
The very last lately inquired about you
Rosy red and electric blue, I bought you
A paddle for your paper canoe
Calliope wail like a seaside zoo
Less concerned about the people unreal
Whenever your airplane happens to land
Calling you, calling you, calling you, calling you
A little bit quicker and we might have time
The first you wanted, the last I knew
