I Go ForThat

Some people simply love to eat raw fish

And pay high rent

And dance on broken glass

Some people simply love to kill themselves

And sad to say

I think I'm in that class

Alas

Your dopey walk

Your double talk

I go for that

Your corny jokes

Your dizzy folks

I go for that

Your kiss just misses

Your dancing is rough

But I like that stuff

I guess I don't get around quite enough

You play the uke

You're from Dubuque

I go for that

And furthermore

I just adore

Your fuzzy hair

Your vacant stare

To Mr. Cupid

I take off my hat

You can't account for silly taste

Of all the hearts I could have chased

I look at you and oooh

I go for that

You play the uke

You're from Dubuque

I go for that

And furthermore

I just adore

Your fuzzy hair

And your vacant stare

To Mr. Cupid

I take off my hat

You can't account for silly taste

Of all the hearts I could have chased

I look at you and oooh

I go for that

I go for that

Oooh, I go for that