Pardon my baby
She got to have her fun
Yes, I said pardon my baby
She got to have her fun
’Cause she’s the Oklahoma backroom dancer
Watch her, boy
Now she dances on air, just like Superman’s child
Like a filter-tip cigarette, she’s wild, but she’s mild
She’s more fun than Colorado and more far out than Maine
She comes on like thunder, and she’s more right than rain
She’s the mother of earth and the goddess of thirst
She’s the chicken and the egg and whichever came first
Pardon my baby
She got to have a chance
Oh, I said pardon my baby
She got to have a chance
’Cause she’s the Oklahoma backroom dancer
Watch her dance
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“Oh my, somebody get the piano player a drink of water!”
Yeah, I said pardon my baby
She got to have her fun
Yeah, I said pardon my baby
She got to have her fun
Yes, she’s the Oklahoma backroom dancer
Watch her, boy
Woo, my my