Testo Miss O'Dell

I'm the only one down hereWho's got nothing to sayAbout the warOr the riceThat keeps going astray on its way to Bombay.And the smog that keeps polluting up our shoresIs boring me to tears.Why don't you call me, Miss O'Dell?I'm the only one down hereWho's got nothing to fearFrom the wavesOr the nightThat keeps rolling on right up to my front porch.The record player's broken on the floor,And Ben, he can't restore it.Miss O'Dell.I can tell youNothing newHas happened since I last saw you.And I'm the only one down hereWho's got nothing to sayAbout the hipOr the dopeOr the cat with most hope to fill the Fillmore.And your pushing, shoving, ringing on my bellIs not for me tonight.So, won't you call me, Miss O'Dell?Won't you call me, Miss O'Dell?