Now when
I was a growin' up
I was a pip
I growed me a mustache
on my lip
It wasn't very sticky
mostly fuzz
I thought I'd give all
the girls a buzz
I got real sweet
on Nellie Wills
I drove that
country girl
back in the hills
I asked her once
if I could give
her a peck
If'n you can
beat me to
the old hay stack
Well I beat
her there
and I hugged
her tight
I turned loose
all of my dynamite
I guess my kiss
was pretty lush
she smiled real big
and began to blush
It tickles it tickles
I like it but
it sure feels funny
it's a ticklin' me
Oh I got me a name
in the neighbourhood
the girls all liked it
I knew they would
I let it grow
for a month or two
just to see
what I could do
There was a girl
named Fanny Smith
told me she didn't
like to kiss
well I caught her
off guard
and I didn't miss
I didn't know
it'd feel like this
Well her eyes
bugged out
her face turned white
she hugged me up
with all her might
I swear it took
her breath away
she giggled and
I heard her say
It tickles it tickles
you sure are
a lot of fun
it's a ticklin' me
Well I guess
I pert'near
run 'em wild
they all went crazy
over my style
they said I was
the best around
the kissinest man
they'd ever found
The good ol' days
are here again
I used to do it
and I still can
said a widder
that I know
I guess you'll never
get too old
Well I guess I got
that ol' knowhow
you ought to see me
in action now
My kiss has still
got that ol' sting
The widder says
I ain't lost a thing
It tickles it tickles
I feel just like
I'm young again
it's a ticklin' me