WE'RE GONNA TAKE
THIS OPPORTUNITY
TO SING YOU
SOME OLD TIME SONGS
WE GOT A CLAP-TRAP
ON THE OFF-BEAT
AND A BASS DRUM ON THE ON
STARS OVER FORTY-FIVE
WE GOTTA KEEP
THEM SONGS ALIVE
THEM BOYS DESERVE
SOME CREDIT
DON'T FORGET IT
HIT IT, HIT IT, HIT IT...
I GO WINDOW CLEANIN'
TO EARN AN HONEST BOB
FOR A NOSEY-PARKER
IT'S AN INTERESTING JOB
IT'S A JOB THAT JUST SUITS ME
A WINDOW CLEANER
YOU WOULD BE
IF YOU COULD SEE
WHAT I COULD SEE
WHEN I'M CLEANIN' WINDOWS
IN MY PROFESSION
I WORK HARD
BUT I NEVER STOP
I CLIMB THIS BLINKIN' LADDER
'TIL I GET RIGHT TO THE TOP
HONEYMOONING COUPLES TOO
YOU SHOULD SEE THEM
BILL AND COO
YOU'D BE SURPRISED
AT THE THINGS THEY DO
WHEN I'M CLEANIN' WINDOWS
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
GET YOUR BODIES
ON THE FLOOR
FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT
GET OUT AND BOOGIE
'FORE IT'S TOO LATE
HERE'S A LITTLE TUNE
I LIKE MYSELF
I LEARNT IT OFF
ME UNCLE ALF
ANY OLD IRON, ANY OLD IRON
ANY, ANY, ANY OLD IRON
YOU LOOK SWEET
TALK ABOUT A TREAT
YOU LOOK A DAPPER
FROM YOUR NAPPER
TO YOUR FEET
WELL, YOU'RE
DRESSED IN STYLE
AND YOUR BRAND NEW TILE
AND YOUR FATHER'S
OLD GREEN TIE ON
BUT I WOULDN'T GIVE YOU
TUPPENCE FOR YOUR
OLD WATCH CHAIN
OLD IRON, OLD IRON
RUN RABBIT, RUN RABBIT
RUN, RUN, RUN
DON'T GIVE THE FARMER
HIS FUN, FUN, FUN
HE'LL GET BY
WITHOUT HIS RABBIT PIE
SO, RUN RABBIT, RUN RABBIT
RUN, RUN, RUN
RUN RABBIT, RUN RABBIT
RUN, RUN, RUN
DON'T GIVE THE FARMER
HIS FUN, FUN, FUN
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG
GOES THE FARMER'S GUN
SO, RUN RABBIT, RUN RABBIT
RUN, RUN, RUN
I KNOW A FAT OLD POLICEMAN
HE'S ALWAYS ON THE BEAT
THAT FAT AND JOLLY
RED-FACED MAN
HE REALLY IS A TREAT
HE'S TOO KIND FOR A POLICEMAN
HE'S NEVER KNOWN TO FROWN
AND EVERYBODY SAYS THAT
HE'S THE HAPPIEST MAN IN TOWN
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
SO, IF YOU CHANCE TO MEET HIM
WHEN WALKING
'ROUND THE TOWN
JUST SHAKE HIM
BY HIS FAT OLD HAND
AND GIVE HIM HALF A CROWN
HIS EYES WILL
BEAM AND SPARKLE
AND GURGLE WITH DELIGHT
AND THEN YOU'LL
START HIM LAUGHIN'
UNTIL HE CRACKS HIS JAW
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
OH, MY WHAT A ROTTEN SONG
WHAT A ROTTEN SONG
WHAT A ROTTEN SONG
OH, MY WHAT A ROTTEN SONG
WHAT A ROTTEN SINGER TOO
RUN RABBIT, RUN RABBIT
GIVE HIM HALF A CROWN
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
KNEES UP MOTHER BROWN
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG
GOES THE FARMER'S GUN
ANY OLD IRON, ANY OLD IRON
WHEN I'M CLEANING WINDOWS
RUN RABBIT, RUN RABBIT
GIVE HIM HALF A CROWN
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
KNEES UP MOTHER BROWN
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG
GOES THE FARMER'S GUN
ANY OLD IRON, ANY OLD IRON
WHEN I'M CLEANIN' WINDOWS
RUN RABBIT, RUN RABBIT
GIVE IT TO THE GIRL NEXT DOOR