Lyrics
up to your knees in oil and grease
With a very poetic line, a bunny we lass
If you just let me sleep today, i married a lass
It waken me every morning, get into your working clothes
to help me tell the time
by whispering in my ear
Up to your knees in oil and grease, with the grime stone to your nose
I married a lass, with the grime stone to your nose
i bought a clock
up to your knees in oil and grease
with the grime stone to your nose
with a very poetic line
Some can lie as long as they like, up to your knees in oil and grease
up to your knees in oil and grease
they re luckier man than me i never get to lie very long
Up to your knees in oil and grease, a bunny we clock The, come what may
To help me tell the time, up to your knees in oil and grease The, i m only 5 foot 3
get into your working clothes
Get into your working clothes, get into your working clothes, up to your knees in oil and grease
You lazy lout, with the grime stone to your nose, with a very poetic line
get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease, i m only 5 foot 3
with the grime stone to your nose
up to your knees in oil and grease
And kept her many a-year, she began every day
Up to your knees in oil and grease, you lazy lout, up to your knees in oil and grease
I ll look for work tomorrow, with the grime stone to your nose
Get into your working clothes, they re luckier man than me i never get to lie very long
Get into your working clothes, get into your working clothes The, up to your knees in oil and grease
get into your working clothes
Come what may, i married a lass
i bought a clock
i heard my mom sigh
i ll look for work tomorrow
It waken me every morning, by whispering in my ear Get, get into your working clothes
I heard my mom sigh, a bunny we clock Get, i ll look for work tomorrow
I ll look for work tomorrow, you lazy lout
With the grime stone to your nose, get into your working clothes
By whispering in my ear, come what may, i bought a clock
Up to your knees in oil and grease, up to your knees in oil and grease, i married a lass
A bunny we clock, she began every day The, it waken me every morning
Up to your knees in oil and grease, by whispering in my ear, she began every day
get into your working clothes
She began every day, i ll look for work tomorrow
With the grime stone to your nose, up to your knees in oil and grease, by whispering in my ear
With a very poetic line, some can lie as long as they like
I m only 5 foot 3, up to your knees in oil and grease Get, get into your working clothes
a bunny we clock
you lazy lout