Oh, I take my penny,   And I go to the store,   And when I got back,   I was tired and sore.      Well, why am I tired?   And why am I sore?   Cause I didn't get a thing,   That I went there for.      I take my penny to the barber,   And I get my hair cut,   When I get back home,    It's all tangled up,   Well, if you wanta know   Just how I feel,   I feel like a pulling   On a pussy cat's tail.      My Mommy and my Daddy,   Wrote down my song,   So, if it sounds awful funny,   If it sounds all wrong,   I sung it nice and pretty   When I made it up   But they wrote it down crooked   And it's all scrabbled up.