Oh, I was born, one night, one morn 
When the whistle went boom boom! 
You can fry a cake or bake a steak 
When the mudpies are in bloom 
Does six and six make nine? 
Does ice grow on a vine? 
Is old black doe, an eskimo, 
In the good old summertime? 

Oh, loop the loop in the noodle soup 
Just to give your socks a shine 
I'm a guilty judge, I ate the fudge 
Three cheers for Auld Lang Syne! 
I cannot tell a lie, 
I stole an apple pie 
It's in a tree, beneath the sea 
Above the bright blue sky! 

If easter eggs don't wash their legs 
Their children will have ducks (quack quack) 
I'd rather buy a lemon pie 
For forty-seven bucks (too much) 
Way down in Barcelonia 
I jumped into a phonia 
But that was all balonia 
Red rooster blow your horn (toot toot!)