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I’m a little busy body

Song lyrics to I’m a Little Busy Body sung by Jerry Lewis

I’m a little busy body
though I know it’s very shoddy,
I insist on knowing what is going on with everybody,
Cause I’m such a busy body

Always prying always spying
I’m defying anyone to try to hide the fact from me–

Now Mrs. Jones is with the doctor
and her pulse he’s finally clocked her

Suddenly she sees me peeking
and to all her friends I’m shrieking,
“Mrs. Jones’ valve is leaking! a mechanic she is seeking cause the clutch needs overhauling and her motor’s always stalling.”
Mrs. Jones, you lonesome gal,
you finally lost your trade in value.

Now we come to Mr. Clunk,
He thinks that I’m a little punk!
He’s always keeping up with Jones,
and while I tapped his telephone,
I learned that they will disconnect
if soon the bill they don’t collect,
the sheriff’s gonna take it back– his brand new shiny Cadillac.
So now I pass the news around that “Mr. Clunk is bankrupt bound!”
I’m ruining his credit and I know he won’t forget it
Though he thought I was a little punk that cabbage headed Mr. Clunk
I got the bank to fume and fret! They took his home, and better yet
they grabbed his television set because I’m such a busy body!

I’m a little busy body!
If you drink an extra Toddy I will spot it long before you thought it,
I’ll be pointing to your house and tellin’ folks that you’re a souse!
So I admit I am a louse.
It’s so much fun to tell the neighbors that you’re underneath the weather
And they ought a get together

Using you as an example to their kids of what a tramp’ll do if he is off the wagon,
now your reputation’s draggin’
Cause you took an extra Toddy.
And I’m tellin’ everybody that you’re more than slightly dizzy
Now I’ve got you in the tizzy
Cause I’m such a very busy little busy body!

I’m the death of every party. You should hear the things I say when Truth or Consequence we play!
I state the age of Mrs. Done! I tell ’em she is sixty-one
and that her face is lifted, and her cargo’s slightly shifted.
There are couples kissing in the dark. I use my flashlight for a lark.
And Joan is hugging Mortimer, and she’s engaged to Mr. Shore.
I’m hiding in the cuspidor and flash the light upon their face while they are locked in fond embrace
and Mr. Shore then wrecks the place. I’m such a busy body breaking up a lovely party!

Mabel Smith is on the scale, and suddenly she’s growing pale!
For in a chorus, so endearing, I have got the neighbors cheering,
“Darling what a lovely weight! You weigh One-hundred Eighty-Eight!”
You lick the pattern off the plate And then you bleat for more to eat!
You look just like a strange balloon that drifted to us from the moon
And scientists much watch their step an’ see if you’re a secret weapon.
That is how the gossip goes and all because I stick my nose in other peoples’ dirty clothes
a heavy winded guy am– I don’t need a breath to say good bye because I’m such a busy little busy bodyyy….. busy booody– buuuuusy bodyyyy!!! Booody buss— Gah–I haven’t got any breath left!! I’m so– BUsy bo– Busy BOOOoodyyyyyy!!! I’m choking I *gags*….. *HUGE BREATH* I’m a little busy bodyyyyy!!!! ***

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