Don't Stop the Blues - The Chats

One, two, three be under your tree

Is a bird playing what ya sing?

We’re listening to the sound of the beat

There’s a plane on the 143

We skip a line or maybe two

Because the bird plays singing out of tune

Wavy leaves, and rainy grass

It leaves me nothing but the past

Don’t stop, don’t stop the blues

Don’t stop, don’t stop the blues

Don’t stop, don’t stop the blues

Don’t stop, don’t stop the blues

Don’t stop, don’t stop the blues

Don’t stop, don’t stop the blues

I get myself a pizza and I eat it

I get myself a beer and I drink it

I pack myself a cone when I need it

And I have myself a dart when I feel it