Tuna, rubber, a little blubber in my igloo, yea

And I knew you, pigtails and all, girls when they fall

And they said, "Marianne killed herself"

And I said, "Not a chance, not a chance"

But don't you love the girls, ladies, babes, old bags

Who say "She was so pretty

Why, why, why, why did she crawl down in a old deep ravine?"

Mmm yea he yeh C'mon pigtails, girls and all those sailors

Get your bags and hold down

Won't you just hold down, hold down

'Cause Ed is watching my every sound

I said, "They're watching my every sound" The weasel squeaks faster than a seven day week

I said, "Timmy and that purple monkey

Are all down at Bobby's house

Making themselves pesters and lusters of jesters

And my traitors of kind" And I'm just having thoughts

I said I'm just having thoughts of

Having thoughts

Having

Marianne Haa, huh, huh

She could outrun the fastest slug

She could, I'm just having thoughts of Marianne

Quickest girl in the frying pan

I'm just having thoughts of Marianne