Shticks and Stones - Allan Sherman

Oh salesmen come and salesmen go

And my best one is gone I know

And if he don’t come back to me

I’ll have to close the factory

Gimme Jack Cohen and I don’t care

Gimme Jack Cohen and I don’t care

Gimme Jack Cohen and I don’t care

But the bastard’s gone away

I’m upside down, my head is turning around

Because I gotta sell the house in Levittown

Little David Susskind-

Shut up

Please don’t talk;

please don’t talk

Little David Susskind-

Me first

Then you’ll talk

I went down to Mt. Sinai — Hospital

To see my old zayde there

And I said, Thanks God

For the Blue Cross

And I wish we had the Medicare

God bless you, Jerry Mendelbaum

Let nothing you dismay

This May you had a rotten month

So what is there to say

Let’s hope next May is better

And good things will come your way

And you won’t have a feeling of dismay

Next May

Oh when the paint’ners

Go marching in

Oh when the paint’ners

Go marching in

Just make sure they put a dropcloth

When the paint’ners go marching in

Yasha got a bottle of Geritol

Geritol, Geritol

Yasha got a bottle of geritol

And he knocked a whole in the wall

That’s all

No wall

I gave my love a chicken

It had no bone

I gave my love a cherry

It had no stone

I gave my love a baby

And then, you see

My love got very angry and she said to me

I didn’t mind the chicken

Without the bone

I didn’t mind the cherry

Without the stone

But when you give a baby

It’s just one thing

You oughta give at least

An engagement ring

The Catskill ladies sing this song

Hoo-hah, Hoo-hah

Sitting on the front porch playing Mah-Jongg

All hoo-hah day

Oh I’m Melvin Rose of Texas

And my friends all call me Tex

When I lived in old New Mexico

They used to call me Mex

When I lived in old Kentucky

They called me Old Kentuck

I was born in old Shamokin

Which is why they call me Melvin Rose

Mammy’s little baby loves matzoh, matzoh

Mammy’s little baby loves matzoh balls

Mammy’s little baby wants pots and pots of

Lots and lots of matzoh balls

Stole the skillet

Stole the lead

Stole a lotta balls

Made of Pesach bread

Stole the chicken

Out of the soup

Stole the pot

And made a lot of chicken soup

Mammy’s little baby loves matzoh, matzoh

Mammy’s little baby loves matzoh balls

Mammy’s little baby wants pots and pots of

Lots and lots of mat-zoh — oh!

— balls