Letras
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The professor was looting on his little American tour
Within a dusty old town that he decides to explore
And he found a new toy called the bad rag saw
He found a new toy called the bad rag saw
Well he broke it down the door of a deserted shed
And he'd rummage through the chairs, lamps, tools, and old bed
And when he overturned a table something shiny caught his eye
He knew he had to take it home although he couldn't say why
In the great exhibition he had it on display
With a written time to set and then bound for a play
Hold the bad rag saw and walk this way, bitch
Hold the bad rag saw and walk this way
So behind the screen she went, she was gone for a while
Then a short sharp squeal, she arose with a smile
The tears welled up in her big brown eyes
"Well", she said, "Quite the surprise"
Now on that day I must have seen
At least twenty people disappear behind his screen
All of them were looking like the cast of God and cream
But most of them were crying as if they wished they'd never been
"My God I won't be able to have it as good again", they say
"Can you recreate the hit for me in any other way?"
"No, nothing can give you more than a boogie on the bad rag saw"
Nothing can give you more than a boogie on the bad rag saw
Nothing can give you more than a boogie on the bad rag saw
Nothing can give you more than a boogie on the bad rag saw
Nothing can give you more than a boogie on the bad rag saw
Nothing can give you more than a boogie on the bad rag saw
Nothing can give you more than a boogie on the bad rag saw
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie
The bad rag saw boogie