Socked At The Hop

(Lyrics written to the tune of: "That Old Black Magic" *NOTE: Maintain forward tune throughout all six stanzas; last three stanzas don't revert to original tune wherein, tempo change)

That old hat trick just didn't go so well,
That old hat trick had socked me to a bell,

Those icy fingers up and down my wool,
Came from that old schoolmarm
taught at their high school,

The sound of jingle that you hear in me,
It's the time that bell had just broken free,

Down and down deeply, 
round and round in me,

They'll try to have it free,
and done quickly, 

goes bye bye I, drops me 
washing-meany ...

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