"Ingrid And The Footman" Lyrics

She didn't get him
He didn't really get her either
They got together
Not the stuff of movies

Let me be your main man
Let me be your cowboy
Let me do your boogaloo
Hmmm...what does this make me?
I see...then I'll be the Indian
Then I'll be the Indian
Then I'll be the Indian

Her name was Ingrid
He called her Margaret
She just heard Ingrid
Not the stuff of movies

Yahdee, yahdee

She motioned vaguely
He agreed
He swaggered past her...
He swaggered past again

Yahdee, yahdee