Now this is the story of Jack & Jill and I don't mean the couple who went up the hill, I just mean a couple of lovers that live next door and their always battling' & I'm just trying to keep the score. Their always petting' & poking' & jabbing' & joking' & cueing' & crackin' and woein' & wrackin' they keep neckin' & knocking' singing' & socking' shawking & squeening & burning & freezing why he holds her hands as long as he's able, but when he lets go she bops him with a table, they start right in patting & pinching & clouding & clinching their enjoying themselves having a good time. Now reverend Green thought that he'll call one day on this nicely newly weds across the way but just as the pastor knock on the door a straight right connected "Mop" he hit the floor, they was petting & poking and banging & bopping & cooing & kissing & hitting & missing they kept on grooving & grieving & loving & leaving kicking & cracking & ticking & tacking. Now one night a neighbour tried some intervention but one short jab knocked out his good intention, they started right in stewing & stabbing
and jiving & jabbing having a good time. Now once a lion escaped from a circus train he strayed in Jack's & Jill's domain just then they got into a towering rage the lion took one look & jumped back in to his cage they
started swotting & swinging & potting & playing, stomping & stabbing & grooving & grasping they kept dancing & ducking, tripping & trucking, potting & pleading & banging & bleeding, her mother said "I'll go right in there & fetch her", but mum came out riding on a stretcher, they started right in there hitting & holding, fainting & folding, they was enjoying themselves having a good time Now once a reporter called in on the wife just to gather some dither on her hectic life, she told him she found no time for books, she always
busy ducking from left hooks, they were always swotting & swinging & socking & singing & cutting & cuddling & messing & muddling they kept on
foundering & fussing & kissing & cussing & teasing & swotting & squeaking & once a voice said "Stop! I'm the law." But all he stopped was a hay maker to the jaw, they started in jiving & jumping & trobbing & thumping
they was enjoying themselves, you see they were in love ain't married life wonderful hey will somebody call Dr Kildare is Dr Krishna in the house.