Lyrics
Everybody talking 'bout one, two, three, four
Everybody talking 'bout one, two, three, four
Everybody do the one, two, three, four
Everybody talking 'bout one, two, three
Well, you know I'd walk a mile just to die
Gotta learn what that door is for
Gotta learn what that door is for
Gotta learn what that door is for
Gotta learn what that door is for
Well you know I'd walk a mile just to die, die, die, die, die
Bad luck coming up
Good luck is gone
Bad luck coming up
Good luck is gone
And the mile that I speak of is the one I'm on
Whoo!
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee, Tommy
They were all my friends
And they died