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It's one o'clock and time for lunch |
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When the sun beats down and |
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I lie on the bench |
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I can always hear them talk |
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There's always been |
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Ethel"Jacob, wake up, you've got to tidy your room now" |
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And then mister |
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Lewis"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?" |
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Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds, cuckoo to you |
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Keep them mowing blades sharp |
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I know what |
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I like and |
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I like what |
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I knowGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show |
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Your showSunday night, |
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Mr. farmer called, said"Listen son, you're wastin' time, there's a future for youIn the fire escape trade, come up to town" |
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Then I remembered a voice from the past"Gambling only pays when you're winning" |
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I had to thank old |
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Miss Mort for schooling a failure |
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Keep them mowing blades sharp |
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I know what |
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I like and |
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I like what |
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I knowGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show |
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I know what |
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I like and |
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I like what |
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I knowGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show |
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When the sun beats down and |
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I lie on the bench |
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I can always hear them talk me |
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I'm just a lawnmower, you can tell me by the way |
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I walk |
