Karaoke Larry
Me and my old lady fell into a bar,
Down in Long Beach,
Southern California,
In June
People were lined around the block,
Waiting for their chance to come in,
And me,
I was chasing the moon
Once inside I spied a fancy machine, with dancing words,
On a big ol' screen,
And standing at the end of the bar,
With no drink in his hand,
There stood a man,
And boy could he sing
His name was Karaoke Larry,
That's his name,
Singing's his game,
Karaoke Larry,
That's his name,
Singing's his game
When it came, my chance to sing,
They didn't have my song in the machine,
But my baby smiled at me,
That's all that I heard
Man, I really heard some people sing that night
And in the corner, fame started a fight
I could have sworn that I heard Mr. Sinatra sing,
And I heard Ms. Franklin, doing her thing,
And ol' Larry kept standing at the end of the bar, staring at the screen,
And did I tell you,
Boy, could he sing
His name was Karaoke Larry, that's his name, singing's his game
Karaoke Larry, it's a shame, but singing's his game
Karaoke Larry, that's his name, and singing's his game
Karaoke Larry, it's a shame, but singing's his game
Karaoke Larry, that's his name