I was born one night about twelve o'clock (Ha-ha-ha) I come in this world playin' a gold guitar My father was around stickin' out his chest (Hee-hee) A-now, mama this boy he gon fee' you a mess (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Yeah! Yea-ha, Ooh, uh-huh
Now, people came from miles around Yeah, just to hear my little guitar sound Now, some of 'em said I had what it takes If I keep on practice I'd be famous one day (Ha-ha) Woo, I'm a mess! I'm a killer-diller Uh-huh, yea-hey, a-uh, uh-huh
Early in the middle of the night A car drove up with four headlights (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Now, a man stepped out wit' a long cigar He said, 'Sign this line and I can make you a star' (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I said, 'Now, what's in it man, what's in it for me?' He says, 'I'd, play yo' guitar son and wait an see' Here I am! (heh-heh-heh, heeee) The girls liked me, they say, 'It's crazy, it sound nice Uuh-uuh
My first engagement was in Chicago <I'm playin' with my band and they're playin' tonight> I played fo' some people I'd never seen before <I'm playin for the fans, what the fans all like> It was good too (ha-ha-ha-ha)
<Who wants our band> <But like the parents can't handle it> They like it <What the fans, what the fans all like> Sound nice <If my fans can't handle it> (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) <Now, we're playin' and we're singin' our song> Yeah, ah-ha-ha-ha <Ev'rything is goin' our way> <What the fans, what the fans all like> Yeah, man <What the fans, what the fans all like> FADES- I'm killer-diller <What the fans, what the fans all like> I'm 'on killa diller.