I Know What I Like

It's one o'clock and time for lunch dum dee dum dee dum

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench

I can always hear them talk

There's always been Ethel：

Jacob wake up you've got to tidy your room now

And then Mr Lewis：

Isn't it time that he was out on his own

Over the garden wall two little love birds cuckoo to you

Keep them mowing blades sharp

I know what I like

And I like what I know

Getting better in your wardrobe

Stepping one beyond your show

Sunday night Mr Farmer called said：

Listen son you're wasting time

There's a future for you in the fire escape trade

Come up to town

But I remembered a voice from the past：

Gambling only pays when you're winning

I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure

Keep them mowing blades sharp

I know what I like

And I like what I know

Getting better in your wardrobe

Stepping one beyond your show

I know what I like

And I like what I know

Getting better in your wardrobe

Stepping one beyond your show

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench

I can always hear them talk

Me I'm just a lawnmower

You can tell me by the way I walk