| Lyrics: | Spoken: You may not know this, but I'm really a very sentimental dog.
I cry easily. Onions, for
instance, always make me cry.
I'll admit I split bananas,
Take Easter eggs and make
them dye.
But I never harmed an onion
So why should they make me cry?
Once I saw a
salad dressing.
My face got radish, my oh my.
But I never harmed an onion
So why should
they make me cry?
Potatoes I've mashed, and berries I've crushed,
I've made an
artichoke, and that's not all.
I've also whipped cream, and beaten an egg.
Yes, I've even
made a melon ball.
Of all the things above, I'm guilty.
If punished I would know just
why.
But I never harmed an onion
So why should they make me cry?
Oh why should they make
me cry? |
