A Gob Is A Slob
((Adapted from: I Went To the Alehouse (A Knave Is A Knave) - 1719; (aka A Guy Is A Guy (by Doris Day))
Composer(s): Oscar Brand
My mother told me not to talk to strangers in the street
As years went by, remembering, I was never indiscreet
But girls are girls and boys are boys
and boys and girls are fools
They're all the same, so who's to blame?
But it's nature makes the rules!
Well, I walked down the street like a good girl should
He followed me down the street like I knew he would
Because a gob is a slob wherever he may be
Listen, I'll tell you what the fellow did to me
I walked to my house like a good girl should
He followed me to my house like I knew he would
Because a gob is a slob wherever he may be
Listen while I tell you what the sailor did to me
I ran up the stair like a frightened hare
I even locked my bedroom door
I turned to the bed, I almost fell over dead
Somehow he sneaked right in before!
So I got into bed like a good girl should
He followed me into bed like I knew he would
Because a gob is a slob wherever he may be
Listen I'll tell ya what this sailor did to me
I pursed my lips, I tried to frown
But frowning's not my style
I tried to pout, but what came out was a coy inviting smile
I knew he would of had me, even if I had refused
He didn't need encouragement, but what he got he used
I got into bed like a good girl should
He followed me into bed like I knew he would
Because a gob is a slob wherever he may be
Now listen while I tell ya what this sailor did to me
I got me a time like a good girl should
He got him a time like I knew he would
Because a gob is a slob wherever he may be
So listen while I tell ya what this sailor did to me
He grabbed me tight and he switched off the light
And he settled down to stay
I would have said, "Please leave this bed"
But who the hell is built that way?
So I had me a child like a good girl should
And he went off to sea like I knew he would
Because a gob is a slob wherever he may be
Now you heard the story of what this sailor did to me
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