Well
bless a-my soul, what's wrong with me?
My leg's
in two pieces, and my arm's in three
I used to
be together but I guess I'm not
I've been
shot- I'm all shot up.
A huh-huh
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah.
I seem to
be broken on a garbage heap
Someone
else can stand on my own two feet
I'm on a
belt conveyor and it's getting hot
It's my
lot- I'm all shot up.
A huh-huh
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah.
Well, a
bit of old plastic is what's on my mind
A little
bit closer, I can kiss my behind
I found
all the troopers- had to warn the rest
But one
of them shot me right in the chest!
Well now
I see Chewbacca giving Ugnaughts a scare
I'd wave
to him but my hand is way over there
He'd
better hurry if he wants to- save my butt
E'chuta!
- I'm all shot up
A huh-huh
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah,
yeah.
Well, six
million languages I know how to speak
And right
now I couldn't even manage a squeak
The
Wookiee prob'ly doesn't even know how I fit
but right
at this moment I don't care a bit!
Now I'm
broken in a box that's sitting down on the floor.
A couple
of stormtroopers just threw Han in the door.
He says
he's feeling terrible, I know how it is
I'm in
bits- I'm all shot up.
A huh-huh
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah.
A huh-huh
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah-
I'm all shot up!