Lyrics

I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me frown That's why I keep music All around the bed So I can call Frisky Very hard to be led in the wrong direction Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah, Frisky, hah hah Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed Have you ever ever stopped a rainbow I don't think so at least It kept on comin' What an afternoon feast Energy the jailur Wanna keep it in check Gonna check with my tailor 'Cause I don't give a heck Yeah, yeah, Frisky, Frisky yeah Ah huh Frisky, oh yes sir Frisky Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed Under-under-understand the power of a little heart Applied at the wrong pressure Makes for a slower start yea Short time I'll be there Didn't wait too long I long for sunday When I don't feel strong Get down somethin' Frisky