You're my baby boy,

you're my walking stick

like a 

catholic 

smokestack

Some days

I just wanna sing

I-I-I-I just wanna sing

Of everything!

Of everything...

You're my baby boy,

You're my catholic smokering...

It's not a religious thing

but that is the way it sounds

So be it

I spend a lot of time listening to the ground

and the bees and the birds

If I could show you

how much I.............

(l o v e)

You're my New Orleans

You're my New Orleans

You're my jumping beans


It's past midnight now

and the angels gathering

But I'm stubborn so I slow down

When people love,

People sing

Yeaaaa.....

You're my baby boy,

You're my catholic smokering...

When I turned 27, I turned 1