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Mantz-Tucker |
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In daddy's day he walked to school |
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And lived his life by the golden rule |
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And chopped down timber for his fuel |
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In daddy's day. |
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He'd hide and roll his knickers down |
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The world was square, it wasn't round |
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In daddy's day. |
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He'd ride the Toonerville Trolley, the Toonerville Trolley |
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Tooting on his licorice stick |
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The Toonerville Trolley, the Toonerville Trolley |
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That was how he gets his kicks. |
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Oh by gee, by gosh, by golly |
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Life to him was oh so jolly |
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Dad, what happened to the Toonerville Trolley ? |
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In daddy's day they were so pure |
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No one had to take the cure |
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For being wildly insecure |
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In daddy's day. |
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They'd sit and rock and talk a bit |
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The sun would fall and they would quit |
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They went to bed and that was it |
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In daddy's day. |
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He'd ride the Toonerville Trolley, the Toonerville Trolley |
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Tooting on his licorice stick |
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The Toonerville Trolley, the Toonerville Trolley |
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That was how he gets his kicks. |
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Oh by gee, by gosh, by golly |
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Life to him was oh so jolly |
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Dad, what happened to the Toonerville Trolley ? |
