The Bathtub Blues
Sitting in the bathtub soaking up the suds
Getting fresh and fancy to wear my clean, new duds.
Sitting in the bathtub Ė a refreshing great relief,
But, then rings the telephone; it causes me such grief!
Up from the bathtub, soaking wet and cold,
I run to the ringing phone; my mindís Ďbout to explode!
I leave my comfy bathtub for cold and chilly air.
My towel slips to the floor. My flesh is wet and bare.
If my telephone had eyes, I would shock the earth
Because Iím dressed in naked clothes just like my day of birth.
From the bathtub to the phone, I fumble all the way,
And, just as I reach the phone, the ringing goes away.
I gather up my towel and jump back in the tub.
The waterís cold; the bubblesí popped. I just have time to scrub.
I like phone calls from my friends. They make me wise and jolly.
But, phone calls while Iím in the tub are a nuisance and a folly!
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