The Window`s Cleaner`s Mate Lyrics

The Window`s Cleaner`s Mate lyrics

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