Million Dollar Bash ¹

Bob Dylan

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

  The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967, #1  (1) 
  The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967, #2  (2) 

Well, that big dumb blonde with her wheel in the gorge
And Turtle that friend of hers with his checks all forged
And his cheeks in a chunk, with his cheese in the cash
They're all gonna be there at that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee, ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash.

Everybody from right now to over there and back
The louder they come, the bigger they crack
Come now sweet cream, don't forget to flash
We're all gonna meet at that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee, ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash.

Well, I [ talked to#1/ took#2] my counselor out to the barn
Silly Nelly was there, she told him a yarn
Then along came Jones, emptied the trash
Everybody went down to that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee, ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash.

Well, i'm hittin' it to hard, my stones won't take
I get up in the mornin' but it's too early to wake
First it's hello, goodbye, then push and then crash
[But] We're all gonna make it [though#1] at that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee, ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash.

Well, i looked at my watch, i looked at my wrist
I punched myself in the face with my fist
I took my potatoes down to be mashed
But we're all gonna make it down to that million dollar bash #1
          / Then i made it down over to that million dollar bash #2
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee, ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash.