You must be dead and buried
Not to notice girls today
Fur and feathers and perfume
You smell a mile away
Sugar, spice, and talcum powder Talking loud and dressing louder
I like ‘em less intense
And full of common scents
I’m taking out the trashman’s daughter
And I don’t care who knows
She’s stingy with the soap and water
But lovely as a rose
You catch more flies with honey
Than with vinegar it’s true
Just think of what some rotten eggs
And orange peels can do
Her kisses have a funny taste
She never combs her hair
But when she grabs me by the waist
I can’t refuse to care
Our love went up in burning heat
And then I had to burn the sheet
She probably should have wiped her feet
The trashman’s daughter
I’m taking out the trashman’s daughter
I met her in the spring
But since the weather’s getting hotter
My eyes began to sting
I took her down to cool her off
Out in the ocean breeze
She took a swim and left a ring
Around the seven seas
But now my heart is achin’
When we bicker and we fight
And I bring home the bacon
To a pigsty every night
She dumped me for a garbage man
She cleaned me out and up and ran
Oh no one else is sharper than
The trashman’s daughter