| 'Cause he gets up in the morning, |
| And he goes to work at nine, |
| And he comes back home at five-thirty, |
| Gets the same train every time. |
| 'Cause his world is built 'round punctuality, |
| It never fails. |
| And he’s oh, so good, |
| And he’s oh, so fine, |
| And he’s oh, so healthy, |
| In his body and his mind. |
| He’s a well respected man about town, |
| Doing the best things so conservatively. |
| And his mother goes to meetings, |
| While his father pulls the maid, |
| And she stirs the tea with councilors, |
| While discussing foreign trade, |
| And she passes looks, as well as bills |
| At every suave young man |
| 'Cause he’s oh, so good, |
| And he’s oh, so fine, |
| And he’s oh, so healthy, |
| In his body and his mind. |
| He’s a well respected man about town, |
| Doing the best things so conservatively. |