Jolly Good

Holidays, Hollywood

Jolly good Sir but I never met you

In your gray Cadillac car

Never gonna see the outline of a starAnd the windows creek, on an elbow squeak

That will be for him comin' round the mountain

In his gray Cadillac car

Never gonna see the outline of a starOh, my little lady lies awake in the pines

Some seem to think that I'm awake all the time

Try to get me groovin' on a blue collar crime

But a maid in the back room leaves my clothes behindBye diddle-eye-dye

Never gonna chew the outline of a pie

Pie that I owe and I owe

And god knows, I owe them to you so