[Verse 1]
Give it to the girl next door, give it to the girl next door
She goes in for luxury, I don't want it no sirree
I don't want it, I told you so before
Take it away, take it away, give it to the girl next door

Give it to the girl next door, give it to the girl next door
She goes in for luxury, I don't want it no sirree
I don't want it, I told you so before
Take it away, take it away, give it to the girl next door

[Verse 2]
I don't want her, you can have her, she's too fat for me
She's too fat for me, she's too fat for me
No, I don't want her, you can have her, shе's too fat for me
She's too fat fat, she's too fat, shе's too fat for me

I don't want her, you can have her, I don't want her
I don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat, she's too fat, she's too fat for me

[Verse 3]
The other night I goes to a ball and they calls it Cinderella
And upon my coat, I wears a button hole and they calls me a tidy fella
Next to me comes old mother brown, pulling up her railway socks
She says to me come and have another dance, cos it ain't quite twelve o'clock
Oh, off we go, round and round, but there's gonna be some trouble I know
Because I've got no buttons on my trouses and my pins ain't none too strong
Hurry up Mrs Brown I can feel them coming down and it won't take none too long
[Verse 4]
Rolling round the world, looking for the sunshine
That never seems to come my way
Rolling round the world, every little milestone
Seems to look at me and say
Bye-bye rainy day, bye-bye snow
Got no time to waste, I must go
Rolling round the world, looking for the sunshine
That never seems to come my way

Well I'm rolling round the world, looking for the sunshine
That never seems to come my way
Rolling round the world, every little milestone
Seems to look at me and say
Bye-bye rainy day, bye-bye snow
Got no time to waste, I must go
Rolling round the world, looking for the sunshine
That never seems to come my way

[Verse 5]

We are the good old boys, from old Virginia
Out in the cotton fields, the place where the cotton grows
We are the happiest, in old Virginia
We sing them good old songs, and play on our old banjo
[Verse 6]
Asked old Brown to tea, and all his family
If he don't come, I'll tickle his bum, with a lump of celery

[Verse 7]
Oh, Mr. Wu, what shall I do?
I've got those kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues
This funny feeling hangs round me, stealing
Oh, won't you turn your sweetheart over do?

Oh, Mr. Wu, he's got a naughty eye that flickers
You ought to see it wobble
When he's ironing ladies' blouses
Mr. Wu, what shall I do?
I've got those kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues

[Verse 8]
Margie, I'm always thinking of you, Margie
I tell the world I love you
Don't forget your promise to me
I have bought a home and ring and everything
For Margie, you are my inspiration, days are never blue
After all is said and done, you're the only one
Oh Margie, Margie, that's you