Micky Dolenz Live at B.B. Kings (2013)

Sometime in the morning
A simple thought may occur to you
And you’ll hold her (Hold her)
And tell her all the things you never told her

Your love has shown me things I never thought I would see
I didn’t know (I didn’t know)
It could be done so easily
Now I know (Now I know)
You’re where it is for me

Sometime in the evening
You’re sitting there by the fireside
And she’ll touch you (Touch you)
And you’ll realize how much you never knew before

How much you couldn’t see
You didn’t know (I didn’t know)
It could be done so easily
Now you know (Now you know)
She’s all a girl could be

Now in her childlike eyes
You see the beauty there
You know it was always there
And you need no longer wear a disguise

Sometime in the morning
You’ll just reach out, and she will be there
Close as the summer air

Sometime in the morning
(She will be there) She will be there
Sometime in the morning
(She will be there) She will be there

D.W. Washburn, I heard a sweet voice say
D.W. Washburn, this is your lucky day
A hot bowl of soup is waiting
A hot bowl of soup and a shave
D.W. Washburn, we picked you to save

Can’t you hear the flugel horn?
Can’t you hear the bell?
Even you can be reborn
You naughty n’er-do-well
If you don’t get outta that gutter
Before the next big rain
D.W. Washburn, you’re gonna wash right down the drain

Up, up, c’mon, get up
Get up off that street
If you can only make it from your hands to your knees
I know you can make it to your feet

D.W. Washburn, I said to myself
D.W. Washburn, why don’t you go save somebody else?
I got no job to go to
I don’t work and I don’t get paid
I got a bottle of wine
I’m feelin’ fine
And I believe I got it made

I’d like to thank all you good people
For coming to my aid
But I’m D.W. Washburn
And I believe I got it made (D.W. Washburn)
I believe I got it made (D.W. Washburn)
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe (D.W. Washburn)
I believe
I believe I got it made

Micky: Thank you!

Micky: This is what it was like, Jimi Hendrix opening for The Monkees.

Purple haze is in my brain
Lately things, they don’t seem the same
Actin’ funny, and I don’t know why
We want Davy! We want The Monkees! Micky, Davy! We want The—

Micky: It was kinda embarrassing. We’re backstage going, oh my—boy, that sounded pretty good. You guys wanna hear the rest?
Crowd: Yeah!

’Scuse me while I kiss the sky

Purple haze is in my eyes
Don’t know if it’s a-day or night
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me

Purple haze!
Purple haze!

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Purple haze is all around
Don’t know if I’m-a up or down
You got me blowin’, blowin’ my mind
Is it tomorrow, just the end of time?

Help me!
Help me, purple haze!

Micky: Thank you.

Pack up all my cares and woes
Here I go
Singin’ low
Bye bye, blackbird

Coco: It gets good.

Where somebody waits for me
Sugar’s sweet
So is she
Bye bye, blackbird, ah

No one there to love or understand me
Oh what hard-luck stories they all hand me
Make my bed, light the light
I’ll arrive late tonight
Blackbird, bye bye

Micky: One, two, one two three four.

Pack up all my cares and woes
Here I go
Singin’ low
Bye bye, blackbird

Where somebody waits for me
Sugar’s sweet
So is she
Bye bye, blackbird

No one there to love or understand me
Oh what hard-luck stories they all hand me
Make my bed, light the light
I’ll arrive a little late tonight
Blackbird, bye bye
Blackbird (Oh, blackbird)
Blackbird (Black, blackbird)
Blackbird, bye bye
Bye bye
Bye bye
Little blackbird, bye

Micky: Thank you.

Sugar
Ah, honey, honey
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you

Ah, sugar (Da-da da-da da)
Ah, honey, honey (Da-da da-da da)
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you

I just can’t believe the loveliness of loving you
I just can’t believe it’s true
I just can’t believe the wonder of this feeling too
I just can’t believe it’s true

Pour a little sugar on me, honey
Pour a little sugar on me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeow!

Sugar
Honey, honey (Da-da da-da da)
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you

Ah, sugar (Da-da da-da da)
Honey, honey, honey (Da-da da-da da)
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you

When I kissed you, girl, I knew how sweet a kiss could be
Knew how sweet a kiss could be, ah
Like the summer sunshine, pour your sweetness over me
Pour your sweetness over me

Pour a little sugar on me, baby
Pour your little sweetness over me
Pour a little sugar on me, honey, honey
Pour your sweetness over me, ahh!

Ah, ah
Sugar
Honey, honey
(Sugar) Ah, sugar, sugar, molasses
(Honey, honey) Sucrose
(Sugar) Fructose
(Honey, honey) Brown sugar!
(Sugar) Lactose
(Honey, honey)

Micky: Thank you.

Why don’t you cut your hair?
Why don’t you live up there?
Why don’t you do what I do
See what I feel when I care?

She’s a wonderful lady, and she’s mine, all mine
And there doesn’t seem a way that she won’t come and lose my mind
It’s too easy humming songs to a girl in yellow dress
Been a long time since the party, and the room is in a mess

The four kings of E.M.I. are sitting stately on the floor
There are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door
He reminds me of a penguin with few and plastered hair
There’s talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there

Why don’t you cut your hair?
Why don’t you live up there?
Why don’t you do what I do
See what I feel when I care?

The four kings of E.M.I. are sitting stately on the floor
There are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door
He reminds me of a penguin with few and plastered hair
There’s talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there

Why don’t you be like me?
Why don’t you stop and see?
Why don’t you hate who I hate
Kill who I kill to be free?

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Why don’t you cut your hair?
Why don’t you live up there?
Why don’t you do what I do
See what I feel when I care?

Why don’t you be like me?
Why don’t you stop and see?
Why don’t you hate who I hate
Kill who I kill to be free?

She’s a wonderful lady, and she’s mine, all mine

Micky: Thank you. That’s a cool new version, huh?