Now love, it is a very
funny thing,
it catches the young and the old
It's just like a decent boarding house
has to many a man its own
Makes you feel like a fresh water eel,
cause your head to swell
You lose your pride,
your love is trying to empty
your pocketbook as well
Boys, keep away from the girls, I say,
and give them lots of room
Cause when you wet,
they'll beat you to the death
with a ball at the end of a broom
Yum, yum, yum, yum
When a boy goes around
with a pretty little gal,
he talks as gentle as a dove
He calls her his honey
and he spends his money
to prove he's solid in love
When his money's gone
and his toes in hot
and he has no bread to chow
He'll call someone to load up his gun
and vaccinate his mother -in -law
Well, boys keep away from the girls
I said, give them lots of room
Thought when you wed,
they'll beat you till you're dead
with a ball headed into the
broom
Yummy -dummy -dummy -dummy
-dummy -dummy -dum
Now, all young men, take my advice,
don't be in a hurry for to wed
You thinkin' cloverin' your
honeymoon's over
and then you'll wish you was dead
With a cross -eyed baby on each knee
and a wife with a plastered nose
You'll find that love doesn't
run very free
when you have to wear a
second -hand clothes
Boys, keep away from the girls
I said, give them lots of room
Cause when you're wed,
they'll beat you ginger dead
with a ball at the end of a broom
When married folks have lots of cash,
the love runs smooth and strong
But when they have to feed on hash,
the love don't last very long
When the wife and seventeen
half -starred kids
tell you it's no fun
When the butcher comes round
with a bill to collect with a dog
and a double -barreled gun
Boys, keep away from the girls,
I said, give them lots of room
Cause when you're wet
with the beach
until you're dead
with a ball at the end of a broom
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum
Well, boys, keep away from the girls,
I said, give them lots of room
Gone with you and they'll beat you
till you're dead with a ball
and an end of a boon.