Half Man Half Biscuit - New York Skiffle lyrics

I'm a vendor of quack nostrums born in a Kansas shack I came down to Greenwich Village with a tea chest on my back I danced a while for Andy and crashed his Cadillac And now I'm just waiting for my ban Oh does your h**n lose its glamour on the washboard overnight? When your mother says "Don't do it" do you crank it up in spite? Do you rob your brother's Giro? Do you talk a load of sh**e? Does your h**n lose its glamour on the washboard overnight? I've drank too much black coffee Read too much Bill Burroughs I've been a he, I've been a she A "maybe" and "who knows" I've had the CBGBs I've journeyed way upstate So don't you rock me, Daddio Oh does your h**n lose its glamour on the washboard overnight? When your mother says "Don't do it" do you crank it up in spite? Do you rob your brother's giro? Do you talk a load of sh**e Does your h**n lose its glamour on the washboard overnight? Does your h**n lose its glamour on the washboard overnight? When your mother says "Don't do it" do you crank it up in spite? Do you rob your brother's Giro? Do you talk a load of sh**e Does your h**n lose its glamour Does your h**n lose its glamour Does your h**n lose its glamour on the washboard overnight?