Dressing dressy, playing games
Goin on the ritz;
Sitting, staring, starry eyed,
Anywhere we sits.
Changing changes, never brake,
Buzzing down the gut;
Hotly, holding hand in hand,
Making our debut.
Flip a coin into the mud,
Here we there we go we two;
Pinch a flower in the bud,
Here we there we rendezvous;
Behind the trees we piss a flood.
Here we there we whoop-di-do.
Lighting lightly, getting tired,
Putting up the boxes;
Thinking, thanking, teary-eyed,
Folding all the sockses.
Flip a coin into the mud,
Here we there we go we two;
Pinch a flower in the bud,
Here we there we rendezvous;
Behind the trees we piss a flood.
Here we there we whoop-di-do.
Tonight the dark brings on the sorrow;
The sorrow breaks, we sings tomorrow.