I had a blue dream about a blue star. In it I drove there in a blue car. And when I got there I met a blue dog with a blue tongue, we had real fun. We bounced a blue ball. It broke a blue glass. We banged on blue drums and called it bluegrass. I guess the thing I'm trying to tell you is that it is best kid if you're true blue.
Once I had gangrene. I had it real bad. And so the Doc came with his black bag. I said "You know doc, I don't feel well. If you had a blue bag I think I'd get well." So he came right back with a blue sack. He said "Will this do?" I said, "Why not? Yeah."
That is how I am here today to tell you that it is best man to be true blue.
Out on the blue sea I sailed a blue ship. I had a first mate that always had blue lips. His name was Bluebeard. He had a weird twitch. We flew a blue flag up on a big stick. And we ate bluegill and we ate blue chips. Oh, I felt real blue eating that blue fish. Because there ain't much that I won't do unless it keeps me from being true blue.
Once in a blue moon there is a blue sky. I wear blue jeans and fly my blue kite. It hangs like a bluebird until the wind dies and then the tears pour out of my blue eyes. If it is your birthday we'll bake a blue cake and then we'll eat it off my blue plates. Because kid I don't know much about you but I like you because you're true blue.
"Southern State" as written by Ronald David Wood Rod Stewart
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