So I’ll just climb in the pot to see
If I can make a stew out of me.
I’ll put in some pepper and salt and I’ll sit
In the bubbling water–I won’t scream a bit.
I’ll sing while I simmer, I’ll smile while I’m stewing,
I’ll taste myself often to see how I’m doing.
I’ll stir me around with this big wooden spoon
And serve myself up at a quarter to noon.
So bring out your stew bowls,
You gobblers and snackers.
Farewell–and I hope you enjoy me with crackers!
And sat down in the chair,And the dentist said, ‘Now tell me, sir,Why does it hurt and where?’And the Crocodile said, ‘I’ll tell you the truth.I have a terrible ache in my tooth.’And he opened his jaws so wide, so wide,That the dentist he climbed right inside,And the dentist laughed, ‘Oh, isn’t this fun?’As he…
There’s a lotta things those long funny words can teach yaYeah but the words don’t reach yaOh where you’re goin’ you dance to it you dance to itYou bop slop flop around and prance right to itWhen the trouble comes along they say nobody gave you a chanceBut all you wanna do is dance dance…
But all I wanted all my lifeWas a TV set and a truck and a wifeAnd a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.Yeah the TV and the truck I got on credit.And I got that girl with a little old Woolworth ringAnd life was warm and life was sweetBut still, it was kinda…
She loved me when I beat her,But I started actin’ sweeter,And that was no way to treat her at all.Yes, she is the one that I’m dreamin’ of,And you always hurt the one you love.And ever since my Masochistic Baby went and left me,I got nothin’ to hit but the wall, oh no…Nothin’ to beat…
Where they joke and they singOf the happiest things,And everything’s jolly and gay?There’s no one unhappy in HappyThere’s laughter and smiles galore.I have been to The Land of Happy-What a bore
Without a single clue,I seek the tender, slender footTo fit this crystal shoe.From dusk to dawn,I try it onEach damsel that I meet.And I still love her so, but oh,I’ve started hating feet.
