A parody of “Whole Lotta Love” by Led Zeppelin
by Irving Katz

You need rakin’, baby, I’m not fakin’,
My whole damn Sunday I’m forsakin’,
My Cleveland yard, honey, you need it,
I’m gonna rake up your leaves,
I’m gonna rake up your leaves.

Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves

The worst of chores, baby, your sycamores,
And your maples, baby, baby, and oaks in scores,
My, my Cleveland yard, honey, you need it,
I’m gonna rake up your leaves,
I’m gonna rake up your leaves.

Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves

* Psychedelic Raking Sounds for Two Minutes *

Weather’s coolin’, baby, rain’s been poolin’,
No avoiding, baby, this task most gruelin’,
My, my Cleveland yard, I’m gonna rake up your leaves,
I’m gonna rake up every inch of your leaves,
Gonna rake up your leaves.

Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves
Got a Whole Lotta Leaves

My Cleveland yard… treelawn… You get… LEAVES!
Cook for me, girl. I’m gonna be your hungry man.
Beers in cooler, baby.
Beers in cooler, baby.
Beers in cooler, baby.
I drink beers in cooler, baby.