Apollo 9

Lyrics

Ten - Dress it up Nine - Dress it up Eight - Dress it up Seven - Dress it up, dress it up Six Fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, five (Ooh!) Hey, hey, what do you say? Had me a woman, she ran away Warned me one time, warned me twice Found me out, and it weren't too nice Hey, hey, what do you say? Had me a woman, she ran away Can the chatter, bye-bye, dear Carved me a crimson career Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up) Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up) Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up) Delta hey max nine We will be fine (We will be fine) Apollo 9 (Apollo 9) Even though NASA say Way out of line (Out of line) We will be fine (We will be fine) Apollo 9 (Apollo 9) Even though NASA say Way out of line (Out of line) Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up) Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up) Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up) Delta hey max nine [Guitar solo] Ten - Dress it up Nine - Dress it up Eight - Dress it up Seven - Dress it up, dress it up Six Fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, five (Ooh) Hey, hey, what do you say? Had me a woman, she flew away Climbed onto the nearest star Miss her lots, but there you are Hey, hey, what do you say? Had me a woman, she flew away I don't worry, things are fine Way up there in Apollo 9 Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up) Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up) Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up) Delta hey max nine We will be fine (We will be fine) Apollo 9 (Apollo 9) Even though NASA say Way out of line (Out of line) We will be fine (We will be fine) Apollo 9 (Apollo 9) Even though NASA say Way out of line (Out of line) Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up) Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up) Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up) Delta hey max nine We will be fine (We will be fine) Apollo 9 (Apollo 9) Even though NASA say Way out of line (Out of line) We will be fine (We will be fine) Apollo 9 (Apollo 9) Even though NASA say Way out of line (Out of line) Hey, hey, what do you say? Had me a woman, she flew away Climbed onto the nearest star Miss her lots, but there you are Hey, hey, what do you say? Choochalaben dollaley You can go, you won't get far A-leyben in your capella Hey, hey, what do you say? Had me a woman, she flew away Climbed onto the nearest star Miss her lots, but there you are Hey, hey, what do you say? Blast off time, I'm pleased to say Write a letter, be home soon Busy lassoing the moon Ten Nine Eight Seven Six Five Fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, five