Lyrics:
still see them playin' with their pails in the sand
They run to the water their buckets to fill
I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands
Dickory dock.
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
Old King Cole was
the garbage pail
And scrubbing up the toilet, ooh
How we all enjoy letting loose
With a little la-da-dum-dum-dum
While we're emptying the vacuum up
It's
your laughter and dead to the core
There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town
Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down
Fire!
possoms in the pail moonlight
For ma, just to please her
Bugler's voice like Gabriel's horn
Up in the cypress, all down through the corn
Golden sounds,
a lunch pail town in a one horse way
You can live like a king and queen
Let's steal away in the noonday sun
It's time for a summertime dream
Birds in
It's hard being a man
Living in a garbage pail
My landlady called me up, oh
She tried to hit me with a mop
I can't stand it any more more
I
to choose between the baby and you
The sky was crying, rain and hail
When you put your baby in the garbage pail
Then you kissed the kid and put down
hums
Wiggle till it answers, wiggle till it comes
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like satin and silk
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a pail of milk
Wiggle,
Shine up the brass on the door
Alert the dust pail and broom
If it all goes as planned our time may be at hand any day now
Open the shutters and let in
All down the street they're standin' in line
With white lipstick and one thing on their minds
Hey little freak with the lunch pail purse
still see them playin' with their pails in the sand
They run to the water their buckets to fill
I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands
still see them playin' with their pails in the sand
They run to the water their buckets to fill
I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands
All down the street they're standin' in line
With white lipstick and one thing on their minds
Hey little freak with the lunch pail purse
She's so fine, how about a nine on a ten scale
With long legs straight on up to her lunch pail
Sweet little wishbone, oh yeah
Don't wanna break
and a ring
Hi Diddle Diddle, the Cat will play the fiddle
Four and twenty blackbirds are gonna sing
(There's a) A magic pail for Jack and Jill
They can fall
sails
Keep a hold of the tiger by the tail
A half a ham sandwich in my lunch pail
That'd be alright
That'd be alright
That'd be alright
If
Come to the church in the wildwood
Kindly leave a contribution in the pail
Be as simple and as trusting as a child would
And we'll sell you the church
a bucket and a pail
So you tried to believe in the castles made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can't find dry land
Reach from my hand
Reach
A lavabo and a fancy chair
A mug of suds and a leather strop
An apron, a towel, a pail and a mop
For neatness he deserved a nod
Did Sweeney Todd
was willing to make the sacrifice
But empty or full, I've carried my pail
You don't drink the water if you don't dig the well
Through blood sweat
Down around Biloxi
Pretty girls are swimming in the sea
Oh they look like sisters in the ocean
The boy will fill his pail with salted water
lunch pail back upon the shelf
And he hugs his Momma till she melts
To the floor
They're more than a home, they're a family
'Cause blood and bones
Fooba- Wooba John
Saw a snail chase a whale
All around the water pail
Hey, John, Ho, John
Fooba- Wooba John
Heard a cow say meow
Fooba- Wooba,
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