Ivy Boy
Holy Holly,
She don't approve it all.
She thinks that she's a pony,
Prancing in the front hall.
She sleeps with the saddle on,
Gets up and rides at dawn.
Nobody knows what's wrong,
But she can't keep her trousers on.
Humpty Mudumpty (?),
She's all better now.
She thought that she was somebody else for a while,
A house at the North Pole,
She went for her daily stroll,
Wearing a wig and a mink stole,
That she's the daughter of a rock and roll.
Ivy Boy, he couldn't be trusted,
feeling his face was familiar,
Tried to be like a monthly haul,
Living like a rubber ball,
Found himself in Montreal,
Ivy couldn't deal it all. (times 15)
Chico Hiedra
Santa Holly,
Ella no lo aprueba en absoluto.
Ella piensa que es un pony,
Saltando en el pasillo principal.
Duerme con la silla puesta,
Se levanta y monta al amanecer.
Nadie sabe qué está mal,
Pero ella no puede mantener sus pantalones puestos.
Humpty Mudumpty (?),
Ahora está mucho mejor.
Pensó que era otra persona por un tiempo,
Una casa en el Polo Norte,
Iba a dar su paseo diario,
Vestida con una peluca y un abrigo de visón,
Que es la hija de una estrella de rock and roll.
Chico Hiedra, no podía ser confiado,
sintiendo que su rostro le resultaba familiar,
Intentó ser como un botín mensual,
Viviendo como una pelota de goma,
Se encontró en Montreal,
Ivy no pudo manejarlo todo.