YOU FUNNY IODINE
(To the tune of “My Darling Clementine”)


In the chest there, in the bathroom,
O’er the sink who’s faucets shine,
Stands a funny little bottle,
And we call it iodine.


Oh you funny, oh you funny,
Oh, you fun-ny iodine.
You don’t taste good like a cookie,
But for booboo’s you’re just fine.


You were taken, out to eat,
Just a little half past nine,
You were swallowed and made gone,
And my tummy it did whine.


Oh you funny, oh you funny,
Oh, you fun-ny iodine.
Next time I won’t touch you,
But will try the turpentine.


BAD, BAD MATCHES
BUCKLE UP YOUR HELMET STRAP
IT'S A GRAND OLD BAG
I'VE GOT TO STOP SMOKING
MY BODY HAS CALAMINE LOTION
NORTH SIDE, SOUTH SIDE
ROAD -  RAVAGED VALLEY
WHEN THE BOMB COMES FALLING DOWN


HUMOUR FOR THE OLDER WOMAN SECTION
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