Lyric The Window s Cleaner s Mate

You better not say what you re thinking
That s if you don t want a slap.
Tell the Mrs. she looks gorgeous and don t for God s sake, don t do that.

Must admit I m tired of hearing rude remarks about my hair.
Sure It s long but so s your nose, cut yours and I ll cut mine.
I swear.

Catching trains is quite an art.
You need more than a giant net.
Stick to things like butterflies
It s much more of a safer bet.

Truly I m not all that angry mad perhaps well who wouldn t be
You think I like being stood up twice
You do okay then let s make it three

Must admit I m hard of hearing
Pardon me, what s that you said
Getting so I can t sit down
Without a nod to go ahead.

You d better not nay what you re thinking
unless you want to get put inside.
Meet someone, you say they look great
And think to yourself I thought they d died.

Truly I m not all that angry
After all it s sot every day
You go to sleep with some chewing gum
And wake up with it all over you