Philip Melancon - I Wanna Job Like Arthur Hardy lyrics

I wanna job like Arthur Hardy Making money on parades I want to make Fat Tuesday fatter Become so famous I won't need a ladder I want Rex to know my name I want Comus to remember my face I want to strut like a trombone sortie And make a healthy living like Arthur Hardy Hey hey hey throw me something mister! Wow, lady you look like my little sister! How about a set of doubloons? Well, I'll put you on the six-o-clock news How about a dozen cups? You know that I collect them coconuts, Maybe one of those African spears Then one of those C-cup bra**ieres Give me a job like Arthur Hardy Working two weeks out of the year Taking 50 weeks off to relax So I can organize this junk I catch I want Zulu to know my name Dorothy Mae to remember my face Ah, a-living life naturally Just like Arthur Hardy It's the Mardi Gras mambo mambo mambo The Mardi Gras mambo mambo mambo The Mardi Gras mambo-oooo... Down in New Orleans You'll be on print on every newstand You'll toast the king at Gallier Hall You'll toast the queen at the Intercontinental And all the queens down on Conti and Royal You'll get pelted by every float Always coming home with quite a load Dressed in colors that golfers think are pretty As you're strutting round in here Crescent City Give me a job like Arthur Hardy Making money on parades I want to make Fat Tuesday fatter Become so famous I won't need a ladder I want Rex to know my name I want Blaine to mold my face Oh, living life naturally Just like Arthur ... Arthur