Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Flies Of Texas Are Upon You, artist - Ray Stevens.
Date of issue: 31.12.1986
Song language: English
The Flies Of Texas Are Upon You |
Well, the first time I met Mary Lou |
I never entertained the thought |
Of ever leavin' Cleveland |
Ah, but then I kissed her ruby reds |
And she whispered in my ear |
That her daddy really cleaned up down in Houston |
Then she said, «Why not come home with me?» |
My nose for opportunity |
Just smelled the possibility of bucks |
I saw Houston there at my disposal |
So I accepted her proposal |
And wished my friends in Cleveland lots of luck |
But I never dreamed as we were drivin' |
Tomorrow I would be arrivin' |
To find her daddy owned a fleet of |
Garbage trucks |
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you) |
Yeah, that is what she said, I’m really cleaning up |
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you) |
Oh, this garbage ain’t my bag, I think I’ve had enough |
Now I’m on top of the heap |
But as I look around, I realize |
This ain’t the kind of heap I was expecting |
'Cause I can see di-stink-ly |
Mary Lou has found somebody new |
And I’ve become what I’m collecting |
Yeah, and if I’d known that night she jumped me |
That she was only gonna dump me |
I’d have never have become a company man |
And the next time some girl says to me |
«My daddy’s big in Tennessee» |
I’ll assume she means that he’s just fat |
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you) |
Yeah, that is what she said, I’m really cleaning up |
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you) |
Oh, this garbage ain’t my bag, I think I’ve had enough |
Yeah, I guess you could say I’m filthy rich |
If you like half-eaten baloney sandwiches |
Little balls of tissue paper |
Sometimes I feel like a chickpea in a big salad |
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you) |
Heck, I don’t even have to bring my lunch to work |
I can find it, it’s all over me |
Look at this, what is this? |
Looks like part of a omelet |
Ooh, look over there now, there’s some |
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you) |
Ooh, what is this? |
A peanut butter, olive, tomato and spaghetti sandwich |
Ooh, somebody read my mind, that’s my favorite |
Yeah, I thought I was the only one who liked those |
(Now the flies of Texas are upon you) |
Yum, yum |