The Singing Star's Queen

Twinkle twinkle little star

Who's the greatest star what are?

Waylon

Now Waylon is a singer

A record selling star

The ladies love him

And his fan

Oh he sings like a bird

And he plays a fine guitar

But I doubt that he's a whole lovin man

You ought to see his woman

She's really a queen

He buys her the finest of clothes

Boy you talk about beauties

Like none you ain't seen

When Waylon's gone she lets me know

When he's gone a-singing

I'm gone with his queen

Spreading his money around

But if you look for me and I can't be seen

You'll know that Waylon's back in town

When Waylon's gone a-singing

I'm wearing his suits

I smoke his imported cigars

I like his woman

Wear out his boots

I chauffeur his limousine cars

When he's making money

He has to stay gone

But if you should hear that he's round

Go buy his latest record

Or go see his show

Help me keep old Waylon out of town

When Waylon's out singing

I'm gone with his queen

Spreading his money around

But if you look for me and I can't be seen

You'll know that Waylon's back in town

Sparkle sparkle little twink

Waylon's the greatest star I think

Bringing to your town

Join his fan club the Journal

You get a journal every year

Dollar, just about all it costs

Don't you dare miss it

Come see Waylon

It's the singing star's queen