Lyrics The Pictures On the Wall At Harry's - Parry Gripp

The Pictures On the Wall At Harry's

All right, this is a real story
May not be true
Here we go
There’s a place up town
Where the booths are big and round
The bars real long
And the drinks, well, they’re real strong
But the best part of it all
Are the pictures on the wall
Talkin' 'bout the pictures on the wall
At Harry’s
They got Cassius Clay
And Doris Day
Lauren Bacall, Monty Hall
Yeah, all the greats
Yeah, you know you’ve got it made
When your likeness is displayed
In a picture on the wall
At Harry’s
It’s so dark inside
There ain’t no light of day
They got no windows
So the smiles will never fade
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just had to got to get my picture on that wall!
I planned my attack
I kept going back
Brunch, lunch, dinner, dessert
And even that midnight snack
But no matter how I tried
My request was denied
To get my picture on the wall
At Harry’s
Uh
I guess my bank account, well, got kinda low
The maitre-d came up to me and said, «Friend, you gotta go»
No, no, no, no
Oh no!
Uh
What am I gonna do?
I wasn’t doin' well
I was livin' in hell
But then I peeked inside that door one day
And I learned that you never can tell
'Cause there’s a sign over in the cashier
«This guy ain’t welcome here»
Next to my picture on the wall
They put my picture on the wall
Got my picture on the wall
At Harry’s, yeah
At Harry’s, yeah
At Harry’s, yeah
At Harry’s
Right next to Sheriff Jim Thompson
Tennessee Ernie Ford!
Ronald Reagan!
Oprah Winfrey!
Aw, man!
Yeah!
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