Rubber band There's a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune In the library garden Sunday afternoon While a little chappie waves a golden wand Rubber band In 1910 I was so handsome and so strong My moustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long And I loved a girl while you played teatime tunes Dear Rubber band, you're playing my tunes out of tune, oh Rubber band, Won't you play a haunting theme again to me While I eat my scones and drink my cup of tea The sun is warm but it's a lonely afternoon Oh, play that theme Rubber band How I wish that I could join your Rubber band We could play in lively parks throughout the land And one Sunday afternoon I'd find my love Rubber band In '14-'18 war I went to sea Thought my Sunday love was waiting home for me And now she's married to the leader of the band, oh [spoken] Oh sob: I hope you break your baton