STRIP THE BED AND HAVE ANOTHER LOOK | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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When I got married to the wife, oh dear A funny thing occurred. It really was so queer Our feather bed cost us a lot of tin And when I whispered to the wife we'd better tumble in It brought big lumps up on both our backs for it was as hard as lead I fancy that the feathers must have flown away For I to my sleeping partner said 'Well we'd better strip the bed and have another little look Those feathers must be somewhere' She shook one corner and from a dozen holes Came three quarters of a ton of coals Coconuts with whiskers on from out of it she shook I said, 'I don't know where we shall ever find a feather But we'd better strip the bed and have another little look. Oh, the wife got treated to a nice free singe Blowing out the candle, burnt her fringe I said to her, 'Don't worry over that I'll pop into the barbers and I'll buy a little plait Next morning I got a fearful shock. The wife woke up and cried, 'Blowed if I haven't lost my little bit of hair' Then to her I replied 'Well, we'd better strip the bed and have another little look. That topknot must be somewhere. Perhaps our baby's got that bit of hair. Sticking whiskers on his Teddy Bear Don't give it up. We shall have to search in every likely nook Or you'll have to wear a wrapper with some Tatcho on your napper So we'd better strip the bed and have another little look. Oh, when our first baby came we jumped with joy Everybody said he'd be a lively boy He's always pouring water in my hat All round the yard he'll go and try and kill the cat It startled me when the boy was three, the wife woke up one morn I said, 'Why are you crying?' She said, I've had a fright I find our baby's gone' 'Well, we'd better strip the bed and have another little look That baby must be somewhere' All at once we saw his little head Peeping out from the bottom of the bed He jumped about and began to shout as that old bedstead shook 'Oh, Mummy! Mummy! I've been and lost my dummy' 'Well we'd better strip the bed and have another little look' |
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Written and composed by Charles Collins - 1914 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Recorded by George D'Albert (1870-1949) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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