No relation to the actor Dudley Moore. This came out of the delightful tongue action of “didn’t do diddly more.” This is demo quality, the same piano all the way through, with nothing else. The idea was to have short instrumental solos after every verse.
Went out late Friday night
Filled a pitcher with air and almost
Dodged a fight
He was a scrawny kind of guy
Whose barber was blind
Thought a glance from me was too unkind
To ignore
And so we did what we had to do
And didn’t do diddly more
Two a.m. your light was on
Stuck an eye to the glass, saw some romancin’
Goin’ on
He was a beefy kind of guy
Whose piggy fingers
Were searching around for a place to linger on
Forbidden shores
Until you did what you had to do
And didn’t do diddly more
Shoulda laughed I shoulda cried
I shoulda stayed on the other side
Of the door
I got a threshold low and a temper high
And crashed through the window shouting, “Semper fi”
And ate the floor
I only did what I had to do
And didn’t do diddly more
Me oh me, my oh my
There’s a stake in my heart and another one
On my eye
You know my head, my hand, my heart
And my ego’s bruised
To the School of Stupid I’ve paid my dues
Till I’m poor
Because I did what I had to do
And didn’t do diddly more
I always did what I had to do
And didn’t do diddly more
You know I did what I had to do
And didn’t do diddly more
Diddly diddly more
© 2009 Jim Hayes