His lip reaches the pavement,
He’s been hiding from his razor,
Is he not an awful sight.
In love he was the purest,
Now he’s frighten’n off the tourists,
If he’d only asked his father,
Then I’m sure he’d set him right.
Chorus:
Say’n take her in your arms and tell her that you love her,
Take her in your arms and hold that woman tight.
Wont you take her in your arms and tell her that you love her,
If you’re going to love a woman, then be sure and do it right.
Well, he met her at some tavern,
Which was dark as any cavern,
And it all would’ve happened different
If he’d seen her in daylight.
She was painted, she was scented,
And she drove young men demented.
And if he’d only asked his father,
And I’m sure he’d set him right.
Chorus
Well, depression’s not a million laughs,
But suicide’s too dangerous,
To go leaping out of buildings,
In the middle of the night,
It’s not the fall, but land’n,
That’ll alter social stand’n,
So, go first and ask your father,
And I’m sure he’ll set you right.
Chorus
Well, here’s a health to all true lovers,
Their sisters and their brothers,
And their uncles and their grannies,
But this thing is black and white.
If you mean to start romanc’n,
With it’s lean’n and it’s danc’n
Then go first and ask your father,
And I’m sure he’ll set you right.
Chorus