| "I Got a Water Pistol Named Betsy" | |
| I Got a Water Pistol Named Betsy Copyright Joanna Sandsmark There was a gang of kids comin' down the street Said I shoulda hid, 'cause I looked too neat They gonna mess me up, and hose me down Said, "C'mon pup, shouldn't be messin' roun'" Said, "C'mon pup, shouldn't be messin' roun'" Humiliation soon set in Hmm... frustration, I can't get in No licks, no kicks, no messin' 'roun' No licks, no kicks, no messin' 'roun' No licks. No kicks. And there ain't no messin' 'roun' Well, the 5&10 looked pretty good 'cause I had a yen to liquidate the hoods I took my quarters and dimes to weaponry Took plenty of time, then I found Betsy Took plenty of time, then I found Betsy [Joanna desperately tries to play guitar] Got a water pistol named Betsy Gonna get them guys all over wetsy I will douse the louses without messin' roun' I'll douse the louses 'thout messin' roun' I'll douse each louse, douse the louses 'thout messin' around They were feelin' proud of their dirty deed A cleaner crowd there would never be 'Cause I let go with a deafening squirt Betsy sure did know how to clean up that dirt Yeah, Betsy did know how to clean up dirt American gang, how do you do? Singin' the wet, white and blues Here's mud in your eye, you're gonna die of terminal Betsy Mud in your eye. You're gonna gonna die. Of terminal Betsy. | |