Pardon me boy, is that your Spat-a-Loogie Chew Chew?
(Hey now,) There'll be a fine
We like our sidewalks to shine
I saw ya' pal,
Expell that Spat-a-Loogie Chew Chew
Bacco and phlegm
We have a law against them
Ya' better gulp expectorations, if ya' got anymore
Just givin' you a warning, if you chews to ignore
Dinner in the jailhouse,
Cool it with the Mail Pouch
Thirty days and dollars
And there will not be a bail out..
Nothin's worse than nasty sputum mixed with a chaw
Citizens don't wanna' see such gross saliva
Think and use your noggin'
Coop your Copenhagen!
(No more Spat-a-Loogie, na, na na..)
Or, there's gonna' be
A little trip down to the station
Court and disgrace
You'll meet the judge face to face
You better buy
A low container with the shiny chrome
and aim your Spat-a-Loogie Chew Chew
Into your spittoon at home
Yeah!
Aim your Spat-a-Loogie Chew Chew
Into that spittoon at home..

(Patooey!)