Wear a clean shirt when you go to work
Wear a clean shirt wherever you go
Feel a clean shirt
Smell a clean shirt
If you see a clean shirt then let people know
Son wear this shirt
Father wear this shirt
Let it take you where you go

She bought some shoes with big high heels
in a little place up in the hills
Beverly hills...
No, New Orleans

...No, Beverly Hills
Wear a clean shirt when you go to work
Wear a clean shirt wherever you go
Feel a clean shirt
Smell a clean shirt
See a clean shirt wherever you go
Walk the clean shirt
Wear the clean shirt
Wave the clean shirt at people you know
Have fun with shirt in the sun with shirt
You can run with shirt and feel the glow
Sing out in your shirt
Hang out in your shirt
let everyone know

A shirt is a good friend it won't let you down
A black one a white one or even a brown
Keep it all nice and wrinkle free
you're gonna need a tie...

The Shirt Song

© Tyrone Schulace and his Pals 2011 

Corduroy Kingston, he's full of surprises
Even his ears are of different sizes
One is very small and of no use at all
The other one's huge and wins prizes
Oh Corduroy

Bitter, unsuccessful loser
wallowing in an unending sea of inert drooping loneliness
looking for a twenty three year old needy leach-like hanger-on

Local man, medium build, seeks alibi for Thursday night
anything considered

Bad tempered, foul mouthed, barnacled, sea-faring man
seeks attractive twenty one year old blonde lady with big chest

Corduroy Kingston lonely hearts
Placing his ads in Exchange & Mart
Serving up charisma only it's tinned
His nose hair's always blowing in the wind

Oh Corduroy
Hmmm Corduroy

Corduroy Kingston, he's unique
He places his ads nearly every week
The ladies answer - but all should beware
He dried those dishes with his underwear

Oh Corduroy Corduroy Kingston
Oh Corduroy Corduroy Kingston