Post by midopa on May 31, 2005 23:30:22 GMT -5
Now this is the story of Jack and Jill;
and I don't mean the couple who went up the hill.
I just mean a couple of lovers that live next door
and they're always battling
and I'm just trying to keep the score.
They was always pettin'n pokin'n jabbin'n jokin'n cuein'n crackin'n woein'n wrackin'.
They keep neckin'n knockin'n singin'n sockin'n shawkin'n squeenin'n burnin'n freezin'.
Why, he holds her hands as long as he's able,
but when he lets go she bops him with a table.
They start right in pattin'n pinchin'n cloudin'n clinchin'.
They're enjoying themselves - having a good time.
Now reverend Green thought that he'll call one day,
on this nicely newly weds across the way.
But just as the pastor knocked on the door,
a straight right connected, "Mop" - he hit the floor.
They was pettin'n pokin'n bangin'n boppin'n cooin'n kissin'n hittin'n missin'.
They kept on groovin'n grievin'n lovin'n leavin'n kickin'n crackin'n tickin'n tackin'.
Now, one night a neighbour tried some intervention,
but one short jab knocked out his good intention.
They started right in, stewin'n stabbin'n jivin'n jabbin' - having a good time.
Now once a lion escaped from a circus train.
He strayed in Jack's and Jill's domain.
Just then they got into a towering rage,
the lion took one look and jumped back in the cage.
They started swottin'n swingin'n pottin'n playin'n stompin'n stabbin'n groovin'n graspin'.
They kept dancin'n duckin'n trippin'n truckin'n pottin'n pleadin'n bangin'n bleedin'.
Her mother said, "I'll go right in there and fetch her",
but mum came out riding on a stretcher.
They started right in there, hittin'n holdin'n faintin'n foldin'n.
They was enjoying themselves - having a good time.
Now once a reporter called in on the wife,
just to gather some dither on her hectic life.
She told him she found no time for books,
she always busy ducking from left hooks.
They were always swottin'n swingin'n sockin'n singin'n cuttin'n cuddlin'n messin'n muddlin'.
They kept on founderin'n fussin'n kissin'n cussin'n teasin'n swottin'n squeakin'.
Once a voice said, "Stop! I'm the law."
But all he stopped was a hay-maker to the jaw.
They started in, jivin'n jumping'n trobbin'n thumpin'.
They was enjoying themselves.
You see, they were in love.
Ain't married life wonderful?
Hey, will somebody call Dr. Kildare?
Is Dr. Krishna in the house?
Huuh?
and I don't mean the couple who went up the hill.
I just mean a couple of lovers that live next door
and they're always battling
and I'm just trying to keep the score.
They was always pettin'n pokin'n jabbin'n jokin'n cuein'n crackin'n woein'n wrackin'.
They keep neckin'n knockin'n singin'n sockin'n shawkin'n squeenin'n burnin'n freezin'.
Why, he holds her hands as long as he's able,
but when he lets go she bops him with a table.
They start right in pattin'n pinchin'n cloudin'n clinchin'.
They're enjoying themselves - having a good time.
Now reverend Green thought that he'll call one day,
on this nicely newly weds across the way.
But just as the pastor knocked on the door,
a straight right connected, "Mop" - he hit the floor.
They was pettin'n pokin'n bangin'n boppin'n cooin'n kissin'n hittin'n missin'.
They kept on groovin'n grievin'n lovin'n leavin'n kickin'n crackin'n tickin'n tackin'.
Now, one night a neighbour tried some intervention,
but one short jab knocked out his good intention.
They started right in, stewin'n stabbin'n jivin'n jabbin' - having a good time.
Now once a lion escaped from a circus train.
He strayed in Jack's and Jill's domain.
Just then they got into a towering rage,
the lion took one look and jumped back in the cage.
They started swottin'n swingin'n pottin'n playin'n stompin'n stabbin'n groovin'n graspin'.
They kept dancin'n duckin'n trippin'n truckin'n pottin'n pleadin'n bangin'n bleedin'.
Her mother said, "I'll go right in there and fetch her",
but mum came out riding on a stretcher.
They started right in there, hittin'n holdin'n faintin'n foldin'n.
They was enjoying themselves - having a good time.
Now once a reporter called in on the wife,
just to gather some dither on her hectic life.
She told him she found no time for books,
she always busy ducking from left hooks.
They were always swottin'n swingin'n sockin'n singin'n cuttin'n cuddlin'n messin'n muddlin'.
They kept on founderin'n fussin'n kissin'n cussin'n teasin'n swottin'n squeakin'.
Once a voice said, "Stop! I'm the law."
But all he stopped was a hay-maker to the jaw.
They started in, jivin'n jumping'n trobbin'n thumpin'.
They was enjoying themselves.
You see, they were in love.
Ain't married life wonderful?
Hey, will somebody call Dr. Kildare?
Is Dr. Krishna in the house?
Huuh?