Million Dollar Bash Bob Dylan & The Band

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, and 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 took 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