| She woke me up with a bang bang |
| Lookin' over crossed eyed |
| Had a big hunch that the world was a big lie |
| When I got up all the blood to my head |
| I got so dizzy fell back into my bed |
| I went over to the wayside |
| Lookin' for the high tide |
| What will I find |
| Will I find |
| Will I find find |
| All I saw was a man that had a hat that had a pompom |
| He’s been there for years |
| Can someone tell me how long? |
| Wake up to tell me |
| Wake up to show me what I could not find |
| Wake up to tell me |
| Wake up to show me what I could not |
| You see this woman woke me up at a quarter to three |
| And I didn’t know it then but she put a spell on me |
| Said I had to go down to where the cliffs meet the sea |
| And meet an old man to present my plea |
| So I headed way down to the big pier |
| To await and confront my big fear |
| I wheeled around behind to my blind side |
| To find an old man with a lime and a kind eye |
| Said «Mister, mister, with your beard so long |
| Won’t you be a saint and tell me just where I’m goin'» |
| He pointed to a conch shell and then to the lime |
| And said, «This is all I really need to get by» |
| Wake up to tell me |
| Wake up to show me what I could not find |
| Wake up to tell me |
| Wake up to show me what I could not |
| Hey (hey) mister man |
| I know ya don’t know who ya, think I think I am |
| But I can safely say |
| That I shoulda been sleepin', been sleepin', been sleepin' |
| The day away |
| Hey Hey |
| I said excuse me |
| Have you got the time? |
| He shrugged his shoulders, said «Get a spine» |
| Coconut hit me on the head jonesin' for a fig |
| «I got booked last night… I need another fix, dig?» |
| Yeah |
| Just then I see a twinkle twinkle in the old man’s eye |
| And a wave tossed bottle is thrown to the sky |
| I caught it on the rebound and landed with a soft sound |
| I took out the message and put the bottle down |
| Inside was an antidote to the spell |
| And I read it to the man 'cause he couldn’t read so well |
| Said don’t worry about a thing ya know your path is true |
| Just ease your mind have a banana or two |
| Well goodness, goodness woe is me |
| The man nearly flipped to learn that he was free |
| But just before we left and started kickin' it |
| I picked up the bottle and star sixed it |
| Kick kick shuffle shuffle back to the beach with a |
| Tune on my lips and my quest in reach |
| That woman come to see you with her song so sweet |
| Say «Damn» and let the poor sucker sleep… let him sleep |
| Wake up to tell me |
| Wake up to show me what I could not find |
| Wake up to tell me |
| Wake up to show me what I could not find |