Clifford T. Ward - Trousers lyrics

This is a story about a pair or trousers It deals with a lack of a sense of humour Or rather a lack of imagination . I would like to know, where you put my trousers I really must go, please give me my trousers Well it's stopped raining, they must have dried by now So let's stop gaming, you'll get me in an awful row This joke's gone too far, I feel absolutely daft Over-parked my car, and what's more I feel the draught What to you hope to gain, by my being trouserless? Oh I could curse the rain, for getting me in such a mess Someone's going to come, why don't you be reasonable? Now you've had your fun, won't you please be sensible? How long can this go on? I've looked most everywhere To put my trousers on, and now I really just don't care Would you like my shirt? here's a goodly pair of shoes Take my coat and tie, what about my underpants? Trousers, trousers Trousers, trousers Trousers, trousers Trou - - - sers Trousers, trous sus, sus (etc. and fade)