Lyrics

You're as cute as mustard But I won't ever trust ya Even if I heard you say "No one listens to me anyway" And I'm a very unhappy person And I will prob'ly die You're as cute as my umbrella In some very stormy weather I won't sell it if you won't sell it I won't sell it if you won't sell it I'm a very unhappy person, now And I will prob'ly die And I deny that I've been false to you Those statements arising from those things you said to me Like you would never leave And you mesmerised me And don't touch me there, no please Oh no, please You're as cute as mustard But I won't ever touch ya Even if I heard you say "No one listens to me anyway" And I'm a very unhappy person, now And I will prob'ly die