Ed McMahon, won't you please knock on my door?
I need some money badly; could you get it here by four?
My bank account is overdrawn; my bills are overdue.
Mister Ed McMahon, I really want you to come through...
The Vikings showed up on my lawn; they said, "It's time to pay."
But I used up my last card to pay the others yesterday.
I told them they could take my car; they laughed, said, "That won't do."
So listen, Ed McMahon, I really hope you will come through...
I buy me several tickets; I buy them every day.
Take a shiny penny, and I scratch off all the grey.
If I win five dollars, I go and buy five more,
'Cause I'm waiting for your envelope to show up at my door.
So, tell me, Ed McMahon, why you've not knocked on my door,
And why I don't see you and Johnny on the TV anymore,
But I still sit here waiting; guess I still believe in you.
So hurry, Ed McMahon, I really need you to come through...
released August 21, 2015
words & music: Robert C Fullerton
guitar/bass/vocal: Robert C Fullerton
piano: Atticus Kelly
drums: George Mastrogiannis
engineer: David W. Swanson
recorded at Legend Studios, Avon, CT
producer: Robert C Fullerton
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