“My Tra-La-La-Lee”
Description
In this formula song, the singer successively feels the girl's heel, calf, knee, thigh, etc., has sex, and is told in the last line "Boy, I'm a whore, and you've got the C-L-A-P."
Notes
The melody in its last phrase owes much to "Home on the Range." - EC
References
- Randolph-Legman I, pp. 126-127, "My Tra-La-La-Lee" (1 text, 1 tune)
- BI, RL126