While they fish out the fisheries I wish on the wisheries Mixed up in the mysteries Every night every night I pedal hope now from port to port I never stay at the last resort I'm not tall but I never come up short I always pay, I pay and pay I got arrested and I got away I met Clint and he made my day Tarred and feathered in La Brea What a pit, what a pit I formed my own government I cast pearls before the parliament Got some girls for the ex-president No not him, another one Though I appear none too glamorous I have often been amorous Though I am an ignoranimous Ignoranimous, that's the word My chances were ludicrous She was graceful and luminous My heart sank Bituminous But I asked anyway Through a window she kissed my face Pushed me down and put me in my place The French would call that the coup de grace No, that's not my native tongue Found a raincoat in a London fog Got a kitten from a catalog Got a demo from a demagogue I played it loud, it pleased the crowd While they fish out the fisheries I miss the missing and the mysteries I broke a dish signed by Cyd Charisse Yea, I pay, I always pay I pay and pay