MICHAEL FRANKS


B'wana-he No Home Lyrics

Don't you ever invite your boyfriend here-
I like to be here alone.
Just answer the door and feed the deer,
and fight the telephone.
Got to learn these words and I know you will
Or I'll send you right back to Guayaquil
Say " B'wana - He no home."
Say " B'wana - He no home. "

Got to peel your eyes for the heat, my dear.
You got to froth and foam.
Got to send away the mad puppeteer
Who seems to think this is Home.
I want you to speak the English right.
I want you to smile and be polite.
Say " B'wana - He no home."
Say " B'wana - He no home. "

I don't care if you drive my 220, honey...
Don't let 'em steal my chrome.
I don't care if you spend all my money ,honey...
Long as you leave me alone.
I just want you to try to remember one thing:
If somebody knocks or the telephone rings
Say " B'wana - He no home. "
Say " B'wana - He no home. "

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Songwriter(s): Michael P. Franks
Publisher(s): Mississippi Mud Music Co.
Record Label(s): 1977 Warner Bros Records Inc for the U S
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