Lyrics:
dizzy heights, I dream about my job at night I polish my wife's thingummy tights, and think I'm cleaning windows All day up this ladder I'm as busy
dizzy heights, I dream about my job at night I polish my wife's thingummy tights, and think I'm cleaning windows All day up this ladder I'm as busy
there whenever he can He never leaves a job half done and always sees it through A set of drawers might need a knob A whatsit need a thingummy bob In fact
What’s the magic key? Er – open thingummy? Oh… Open mushy pea! What’s the magic key? Oh – silly me!
Well if it-f 'it comes we're gonna get yep ready to welcome it This is an uncommon thingummy just ask them they can tell Ho we are the best best
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