I met Mata Hari
She was in no hurry
The firing squad had their
Guns in the air
My invitation said
"Bring your own shovel"
I brought my own shovel
B. Y. O. S.
Bring your own shovel
And shovel up the mess
Ohh
Lately all my friends clip their teeth with nail clippers
They want them much straighter, much nicer, more even
Well, I thought I'd do something nasty as well
I brought my own shovel
Dug up this here well, then I
Shuffled my feet, and I
Sniffed at the smells, then I
Dropped in some horses, and
Dropped in some sheep, then I
Cuddled up a grandma
Put her in there to sleep, then I
Licked up the envelope
In it I sent
All the bones
And the phones
And the braids
From my head
Ohh
Oh
And darling, I'm all shook up now
Ohh
Oh
Baby, I'm all shook up now
Ohh
Oh
Darling, I'm all shook up
Bring your own shovel
Bring your own shovel
Bring your own shovel
B. Y. O. S.
Bring your own shovel
Bring your own shovel
Bring your own shovel
B. Y. O. S.
B. Y. O. S.
B. Y. O. S.
B. Y. O.
B. Y. O.
B. Y. O. S.
