Well, she`s a, she`s a, she`s a
You know that she`s a hell-cat, hell-cat, hell-cat, hell-cat
(She`s gonna scratch up your mind ...)
You know that guy with piccadilly-eyes
Was talking to the French boy
But didn`t realize.
Banana-long-boat-eating
An` he tried to get a wife
But he couldn`t stay alive
Well, you know that lad with the rubber-dad
Paints his fingers yellow, blue, and red.
An` you also know that she`s a liar
Knowing only her desire ...
