I have a sad story to tell you
It may hurt your feelings a bit
Last night when I walked into my bathroom
I stepped in a big pile of
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Shaving cream, be nice and clean
Shave everyday and you'll always look keen
I think I'll break up with my girlfriend
Her antics are queer I'll admit
Each time I say, "darling, I love you,"
She tells me that I'm full of
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My baby fell out of the window
I thought that her head would be spilt
But good luck was with her that morning
She fell in a barrel of
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Last Sunday I went to play cricket
Arawak, he was field at the wicket
Apachi, tired to bowl me a bouncer
But he threw me a big lump of
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I was laughing so hard at this music
I thought that my belly they would be split
I stopped laughing just now, however
'cause my pants zip just filled up with
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And now, folks, my story is ended
I think it is time I should quit
If any one of you do not like it
Stick you head in a bucket of