Patter patter shoop shoop
Patter patter shoop shoop
Patter patter shoop shoop

There was a little man
Who ran a shoeshine stand
Every day the man would sweep
Clutter from the busy street

He seldom said a word
That anybody heard
There was something in his face
Loneliness would not erase

Like a broken pup
He looked up from the cup
He drank his morning coffee in
And wiped the dribbles from his chin

And when his eyes met mine
He made a little whine
He came within an inch or two
And then he whispered, "I hate you"

How did he know?
How did he know?
How did he know?
How did he know?

Once I had some pets
And let them starve to death
It was a... funny little monkey
And a big white easter bunny
They lived in little cages
And some... sometimes in rages
I would turn them upside down
And drag the monkey all around