Holy Holly, She don't approve at all
She thinks that she's a pony, prancing in the front hall
Sleeps with a saddle on
Gets up and rides at dawn
Nobody knows what's wrong,
But she can't keep her trousers on
Humpty M'lumpty she's all better now
She thought that she was somebody else for a while
The house at the north pole,
She went for her daily stroll
Wearing a wig and a mink stole
She's the daughter of rock and roll
Ivy Boy, he couldn't be trusted
Even his face was an alias
Tried to be like Monty Hall
Livin' like a rubber ball
Found himself in Montreal
Ivy couldn't deal at all
Ivy couldn't deal at all