Apollo 9

Ten - Dress it up
Nine - Dress it up
Eight - Dress it up
Seven - Dress it up, dress it up
Six
Fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, five
(Ooh!)

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Had me a woman, she ran away
Warned me one time, warned me twice
Found me out, and it weren't too nice

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Had me a woman, she ran away
Can the chatter, bye-bye, dear
Carved me a crimson career

Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up)
Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up)
Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up)
Delta hey max nine

We will be fine (We will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
Way out of line (Out of line)

We will be fine (We will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
Way out of line (Out of line)

Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up)
Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up)
Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up)
Delta hey max nine

[Guitar solo]

Ten - Dress it up
Nine - Dress it up
Eight - Dress it up
Seven - Dress it up, dress it up
Six
Fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, five
(Ooh)

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Had me a woman, she flew away
Climbed onto the nearest star
Miss her lots, but there you are

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Had me a woman, she flew away
I don't worry, things are fine
Way up there in Apollo 9

Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up)
Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up)
Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up)
Delta hey max nine

We will be fine (We will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
Way out of line (Out of line)

We will be fine (We will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
Way out of line (Out of line)

Well, whoopsin-a whoopsin (Dress it up)
Jan-jan-jammering (Dress it up, dress it up)
Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (Dress it up)
Delta hey max nine

We will be fine (We will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
Way out of line (Out of line)

We will be fine (We will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
Way out of line (Out of line)

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Had me a woman, she flew away
Climbed onto the nearest star
Miss her lots, but there you are

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Choochalaben dollaley
You can go, you won't get far
A-leyben in your capella

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Had me a woman, she flew away
Climbed onto the nearest star
Miss her lots, but there you are

Hey, hey, what do you say?
Blast off time, I'm pleased to say
Write a letter, be home soon
Busy lassoing the moon

Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, fa-, five