She Wears Red Feathers - Guy Mitchell

She Wears Red FeathersGuy MitchellWritten by Bob Merrill - Peaked at # 19 in 1953 (She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt) (She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt) She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes And love in her heart for meI work in a London bank, respectable positionFrom nine to three they serve you teaBut ruin your dispositionEach night of music calls, rather lost I seemAnd once a pearl of a native girl came smilin' right at me She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes And love in her heart for meGoodbye to the London bank, I started in a-sailin'The fourteenth day from Mandalay I spied her from the railin'She knew I was on my way, waited, and was trueShe said "You son of an Englishman, I've dreamed each night of you" She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes And love in her heart for meI went to her Ma and Pa and said I loved her onlyAnd they both said we could be wed, oh, what a ceremonyAn elephant brought her in, placed her by my sideWhile six baboons got out bassoons and played "Here Comes the Bride"I'm back here in London town and, though it may sound sillyShe's here with me and you should see us walk down PicadillyThe boys at the London bank kinda hold their breathShe sits with me and sips her tea which tickles them to death She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes And love (and love) in her heart (in her heart) for me