“You Can’t Judge a Book by the Cover (live)”

You can’t judge an apple by lookin’ at the tree
Can’t judge a honey by lookin’ at the bee
Can’t judge a daughter by lookin’ at the mother
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Can’t judge a fish by lookin’ in the pond
Can’t judge a right by lookin’ at the wrong
Can’t judge a one lookin’ at the other
You can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover, mama

You can’t judge the sugar by lookin’ at the can
Can’t judge a woman by lookin’ at her man
Can’t judge a sister by lookin’ at the brother
You can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me, baby
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

You can’t judge a apple by lookin’ at the bee, hup
Can’t judge the sugar by lookin’ at the tree
Can’t judge a one lookin’ at the other
You can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Mike: Hello! Wait a minute. Hold it. You mi—you mi—wa-wait a minute. Don’t wear yourself out, because we really have a long way to go yet. And right now… hi, huh huh. It gives me great pleasure. Now wait a minute. You didn’t even know what I’m gonna say. It gives me great pleasure to introduce what is considered by some the world’s best looking midget, David Thomas Jones, baby!
Davy: Thank you, Michael.