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Tommy Collins - It Tickles lyrics
Now when I was a-growin' up I was a pip I growed me a mustache on my lip It wasn't very sticky, mostly fuzz Thought I'd give all the girls a buzz I got real sweet on Nellie Wills I drove that country girl back in the hills I asked her once if I could give her a peck If'n you can beat me to the old hay stack Well I beat her there and I hugged her tight I turned loose all of my dynamite I guess my kiss was pretty lush She smiled real big and began to blush It tickles, it tickles I like it but it sure feels funny - It's a ticklin' me Oh I got me a name in the neighbourhood The girls all liked it, I knew they would I let it grow for a month or two Just to see what I could do There was a girl named Fanny Smith Told me she didn't like to kiss I caught her off guard and I didn't miss I didn't know it'd feel like this Well her eyes bugged out Her face turned white She hugged me up with all her might I swear it took her breath away She giggled and I heard her say It tickles, it tickles You sure are a lot of fun - It's a ticklin' me Well I guess I pert'near run 'em wild They all went crazy over my style They said I was the best around The kissinest man they'd ever found The good ol' days are here again I used to do it and I still can Said a widder that I know I guess you'll never get too old Well I guess I got that ol' know-how You ought to see me in action now My kiss has still got that ol' sting The widder says I ain't lost a thing It tickles, it tickles I feel just like I'm young again - It's a ticklin' me |
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