I Parted My Hair In The Middle Songtext
von George Formby
I Parted My Hair In The Middle Songtext
I used to be bashful and shy, for fast living I didn′t care
But now you can tell I'm a bit of a dog, in fact I′m a devil-may-care
They told me to lead a gay life, a life that was dashing and free
So I made me mind up to do
Something rash, to show what a nut I could be
So I parted my hair in the middle, in the middle, in the middle
Now when I leave my hotel everyone follows me, dogs as well
If I give a girl the glad eye, I smile and I say "Twiddle, twiddle"
And I've smoked some brown paper without
Being ill since I parted my hair in the middle
One night with a girl you'll agree, I had an appointment and so
And as I′m just a little bit spoony,
On airing my best Sunday clothes I did go
I got her a nice bunch of flowers,
From a dustbin just up the back street
Then as I stood in front of the
Looking-glass there To make my appearance complete
I parted my hair in the middle, in the middle, in the middle
Then I noticed our tom cat was washing his face on the front door mat
He carefully curved his moustache,
Then at me his left eye he did twiddle
Then I knew that he′d got an appointment as
Well 'Cause he′s parted his hair in the middle
But now you can tell I'm a bit of a dog, in fact I′m a devil-may-care
They told me to lead a gay life, a life that was dashing and free
So I made me mind up to do
Something rash, to show what a nut I could be
So I parted my hair in the middle, in the middle, in the middle
Now when I leave my hotel everyone follows me, dogs as well
If I give a girl the glad eye, I smile and I say "Twiddle, twiddle"
And I've smoked some brown paper without
Being ill since I parted my hair in the middle
One night with a girl you'll agree, I had an appointment and so
And as I′m just a little bit spoony,
On airing my best Sunday clothes I did go
I got her a nice bunch of flowers,
From a dustbin just up the back street
Then as I stood in front of the
Looking-glass there To make my appearance complete
I parted my hair in the middle, in the middle, in the middle
Then I noticed our tom cat was washing his face on the front door mat
He carefully curved his moustache,
Then at me his left eye he did twiddle
Then I knew that he′d got an appointment as
Well 'Cause he′s parted his hair in the middle
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