jazz / blues
One look and I yelled timber,
Watch out for flying glass,
'Cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out,
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
I've been hit, (This is it, this is it, I-T, it)
Watch out for flying glass,
'Cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out,
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
I've been hit, (This is it, this is it, I-T, it)