I could be a beggar but I'd rather be just as cruel
Say what you wanna, say what you will
Walk like a monkey, kick like a mule
Say what you wanna, say what you will
So I told them all I could about what could they expect
Walk like a monkey, kick like a mule
Write your number on my telephone bill
But I lost my sense of smell and I gained my self-respect
Walk like a monkey, kick like a mule
He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
I saw him on the front page laughing at me
I could be your beggar but I'd rather be just as cruel
And the boy cried whoopi de dee
There's a woman with a mustache who won't let me be
And they asked me were I get this stuff I told them I don't know
Say what you wanna, say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
And the boy cried hang him at three
And the boy cried hang him at three
He's a liar, he's a liar and a good one at that
He's a liar, he's a liar and a good one at that
He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
Write your number on my telephone bill
They told me I was curious I told them they were slow
I'd been stealing everything, this conversations through
I said would you believe me if you only knew
I saw him on the front page laughing at me
She was born on a Monday, she's a hundred and four
She's a liar, she's a liar and a little bit more
