Ferdinand - Caravan

My friend Ferdinand will, if he can

Cross that bridge to a little girl’s skirt

Hands on which he’s a terrible flirt

Says it’s good, tells me that I should

Copy him as much as I can

Ride into a dock with only one hand

«I know you gotta be kiddin' me

No man could ever do that and get away»

My, my, my, my, Ferdinand

Oh, you’re telling lies again, Ferdinand

Copin' lay one day

Said to me 'Boy, hey!

Did you hear what is coming from there?'

She was pointing at Ferdinand’s hand

In walks Ferdinand’s room

Made she cries and beating her chest

I know I got what it takes, but boy!

You really got the rest

«Oh, no, you gotta be kiddin' me!

No more, it’s just what I need to fade away»

My, my, my, my, Ferdinand

Oh, you’re still a one-man hand, Ferdinand