Calico Cal, ya come tell me the news
Calamity's waiting for a way to get to her
Rosey red and electric blue
I bought you a paddle for your paper canoe.
Say you'll come back when you can
Whenever your airplane happens to land
Maybe I'll be back here too
It all depends on what's with you.
Woke up waiting for a windy day
Cat on I (?) since the first of February
Mama keeps saying that the wind might blow
But standing here I say I just don't know.
New ones come in as the old ones go
Everything's moving here but much too slowly
A little bit quicker and we might have time
To say how do you do before we left behind.
Calliope wail like a seaside zoo
The very last lately inquired about you
It's really very one or two
The first you wanted the last I knew.
I just wonder if you shouldn't feel
less concerned about the people unreal
The very first word is how do you do
The last go home your mama's calling you.
Calling you oo oo oo oo oo
Calling you oo oo oo
Calling you oo oo oo
Calling you oo oo oo
Calling you oo oo oo
Go on home your mama's calling you
Calling you oo oo oo
Go on home your mama's calling you
Calling you oo oo oo
Go on home your mama's calling you
Go on home your mama's calling you