| Lived on a houseboat when I was young
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| Very young, oh so young
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| Every Tuesday, I would feed all the swans
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| In the sun, oh such fun
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| Then one day a man was seen
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| Chugging along on his river machine
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| It was a boat
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| Ah ha, hee, hee, hee
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| Knuckledy crunch and slippledee-slee
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| All I like is to cart along
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| And to pick a match, and to sing my song
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| Drank up my milk and gobbled the roll
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| And a bun, current bun
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| Counted all the kittens that lived down the hall
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| Every one, didn’t miss one
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| Jumped up on the deck, looked over the side
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| Nearly fell in because my eyes
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| Were so wide, so wide
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| Ah ha, hee, hee, hee
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| Knuckledy crunch and slippledee-slee
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| All I like is to cart along
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| And to pick a match and to sing my song
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| Looks like uncle Harold comes to visit me
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| Visit me, visit me
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| Wish me a happy birthday, because tomorrow I’m three
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| I’ll be three, look at me
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| Goes into his pocket that looks so big
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| Pulls out a puppet with the big blonde wig
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| Big Wig
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| Ah ha, hee, hee, hee
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| Knuckledy crunch and slippledee-slee
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| All I like is to cart along
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| And to pick a match and to sing my song
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| Ah ha, hee, hee, hee
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| Knuckledy crunch and slippledee-slee
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| All I like is to cart along
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| And to pick a match and to sing my song |