| Oh me oh my oh you
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| Whatever shall I do?
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| Hallelujah, the question is peculiar
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| I’d give a lot of dough
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| If only I could know
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| The answer to my question
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| Is it yes or is it no?
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| CHORUS:
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| Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
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| If your mother says don’t chew it, do you swallow it in spite?
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| Can you catch it on your tonsils, can you heave it left & right?
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| Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
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| Here comes a blushing bride
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| The groom is by her side
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| Up to the altar, just as steady as Gibraltar
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| The groom has got the ring
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| & it’s such a pretty thing
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| But as he slips it on her finger
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| The choir begins to sing:
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| (chorus)
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| Now the nation rise as one
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| To send their wanted son
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| Up to the White House, yes, the nation’s only White House
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| To voice their discontent
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| Unto the Pres-I-dent
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| The bonny burning question, What has swept this continent?
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| (Lonnie speaks: If tin whistles are made of tin, what do they make fog horns
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| out of?
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| Another man shouts: Boom boom!)
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| (chorus)
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| On the bedpost overnight
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| (Man: Hello there, I love you & the one who holds you tight!
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| Lonnie: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Sat’day night!)
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| On the bedpost overnight
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| (Man: A dollar is a dollar & a dime is a dime!
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| Lonnie: He’d sing another chorus but he hasn’t got the time!)
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| On the bedpost overnight, yeah! |