How many wrinkles in a pickle?
How many hairs in a head?
How many waves in the ocean?
How many crumbs in bread?
But last, but not least, but baby most of all
Why do I m-mumble every time you call?
(Chorus:)
Because you're strange to me baby
Oh, you're good to me mama
Well, I admit you are strange
But baby, please don't change
I know I belong with you
How many bubbles in soap?
How many chewings in gum?
How many rolls in a wheel?
Where did eyeballs come from?
But last, but not least, but baby most of all
Why do I m-mumble every time you call?
(Repeat Chorus)
How many blanks in a blanket?
How many cuts in a knife?
How strong is a bedbug?
And how deep is his bite?
Last, but not least, but baby most of all
Why do I m-mumble every time you call?
(Repeat Chorus)
Strange, you got a big double head and one bloodshot eye
Strange, you got five double chins, you eat baboon pie
Strange, your knees look like the knees of a nanny goat
Strange, you got two left legs, your lips don't close
Strange, there's something wrong with you, I don't know what it is
Strange, I'm gonna leave you alone, gonna leave you like this
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“"Screamin' Jay Hawkins is not a particular major figure in my life but half the fun in music is coming across the Quirky one-off that you just love. I found this on a B-side and I just loved the words ("How many wrinkles in a pickle... / How many crumbs in bread... / Where do eyeballs come from".) In fact, the words are so ludicrous I couldn't get through the first verse. But I kept the fuck-up at the beginning because that's the way it was recorded and, anyway, it's not supposed to be an Open University blues album."” — Elvis writing in Q magazine, June 1995.
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