"Malted Milk"



I keep drinking malted milk,

Trying to drive my blues away.

I keep drinking malted milk,

Trying to drive my blues away.

Baby, you're just as welcome to my loving

As the flowers is in May.



Malted milk, malted milk,

Keep rushing to my head.

Malted milk, malted milk,

Keep rushing to my head.

And I have a funny, funny feeling

And I'm talking all out my head.



Baby, fix me one more drink

And hug your daddy one more time.

Baby, fix me one more drink

And hug your daddy one more time.

Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama,

Until I change my mind.



My doorknob keeps on turning,

There must be spooks around my bed.

My doorknob keeps on turning,

There must be spooks around my bed.

And I have a funny, funny feeling

And the hair's rising on my head.