What is wrong with everybody lately What the deuce has happened to the gang No-one chews the rag, no-one pulls a gag Say do I have to whip the whole shebang Times are not as bad as what you read and your's truly knows just what you need Let's all meet at my house Just make yourselves at home I'll drag out my banjo If someone will play the comb And we'll sing all the old songs incase someone feels blue Let's all meet at my house Let my house be your house too I'll take you to his house, if you'll be my sweetheart On no solo this is good neighbour work But darling I'm ready whenever you care to start That's right take the big red bus If they play post office, remember I'm with you Here here now Woodward, break it up So let's go to his house, it seems like the thing to do Come on
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