She´s crazy like a fool What about it Daddy Cool... What about it Daddy Cool... What about it Daddy Cool... Daddy... Daddy... Daddy... Da! Da! Da! Daddy... Daddy... Daddy... Da! Da! Da! Daddy... Daddy... Daddy... She´s crazy like a fool What about it Daddy Cool I´m crazy like a fool What about it Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool She was the meanest cat In old Chicago town She was the meanest cat She really moved them down She had no heart at all No no no heart at all Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma Baker, she taught her four sons Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma Baker, to handle their guns Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma Baker, she never could cry Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma Baker, but she knew how to die Sunny! Sunny! Thank you for the sunshine bouquet Sunny! Thank you for the love you brought my way You gave to me your all and all Now I feel ten feet tall Sunny one so true, I love you I love you... La la la, la la la, La la la la, la la la... Painter man, painter man Who wanna be a painter man Went to college, studied arts To be an artist make a start Studied hard, gettin´ my degree But no one seemed to notice me Painter man, painter man Who wanna be a painter man La la la, la la la, La la la a la, la la la... By the rivers... By the rivers... By the... By the rivers of Babylon there we sat down Yeah, we wept, when we remembered Zion By the rivers of Babylon there we sat down Yeah, we wept, when we remembered Zion When the wicked Carried us away in captivity Required from us a song Now how shall we sing the Lord´s song In a strange land Belfast! Belfast! When the country rings The leaving bell youre lost Belfast! Belfast! When the hate you have For one anothers past You can try (you can try) You can try (you can try) You can try To tell the world the reason why Belfast! Belfast! Uuuu, uuu, uuuu... Uuuu, uuu, uuuu... Headin´ for the islands We´re ready man and packed to go Uuuu, uuu, uuuu... Diggin´ all the sunshine It´s easy not to say goodbye (Bye!) Bye! (Bye!) Bye! (Bye!) Bye! Headin´ for the islands Heyeah, We´re really flyin´ high Uuuu, uuu, uuuu... Uuuu, uuu... Gotta go home... Tybydyp tyby typ typ tybydyp... Come back home... Tybydyp tyby typ typ tybydyp... Come back home... Tybydyp tyby typ typ tybydyp... Come back home... Tybydyp tybydyp typ typ... Gotta go home (home, home) Gotta go home (home, home) Gotta go home... There lived a certain man In Russia long ago He was big and strong, In his eyes a flaming glow He could preach the bible like a preacher Full of ecstasy and fire But he also was the kind of teacher Women would desire Ra! Ra! Rasputin Lover of the Russian queen They put some poison into his wine Ra! Ra! Rasputin Russia´s greatest love machine He drank it all and he said "I feel fine"