Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman
They ask me through the years
Why I shed these tears
I of course replied
When you live in Van Nuys
Smog gets in your eyes
I thought I'd play it wise
So I closed my eyes
But what do you suppose?
When both my eyes I close
Smog gets in my nose
I went to price
An anti-smog device
To put behind my car
But all too quick
The smog became so thick
I could not find my car
Ten million cars provide
Carbon monoxide
If they'd all drive a horse
There'd be no smog, of course
But there'd be something worse
In your eyes!
Smog Gets In Your Eyes was produced by Jimmy Hilliard.