Monday, January 24, 2011

You Bet Your Sweet Bippy Lyrics

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You Bet Your Sweet Bippy

When I was a little boy, my mama cornered me. She asked me why I was so bad, I answered simply...baby

“You bet your sweet bippy I'm a hippy hippy hippy and I dig doin simply nothin but rollin in the grass bare, takin trips in the air, pickin lint from my belly button.”

Hip, hip, hip I’m a hippy. You bet your sweet bippy I’m a hippy yeah.

One day I should have been at school, got caught downtown instead. My principal asked why my hair grew so far from my head...I said

“You bet your sweet bippy I'm a hippy hippy hippy and I dig doin simply nothin but rollin in the grass bare, takin trips in the air, pickin lint from my belly button.”

Hip, hip, hip I’m a hippy. You bet your sweet bippy I’m a hippy yeah.

Now, I got a chick who spreads her love all over me. She got along the day I told her very tenderly...tenderly.

You bet your sweet bippy I'm a hippy hippy hippy and I dig doin simply nothin but rollin in the grass bare, takin trips in the air, pickin lint from my belly button.”

Hip, hip, hip I’m a hippy. You bet your sweet bippy I’m a hippy yeah.

Summerfest 2008, Milwaukee, WI, USA

Summerfest 2008, Milwaukee, WI, USA
Rick Forkes

Summerfest 2008, Milwaukee, WI, USA

Summerfest 2008, Milwaukee, WI, USA
Eric Jacobson, Brett Murphey, Dave Smith, Mike Miller, Jack Welter