Jeffrey Forrester Tobin

Lyrics

BANANA PEEL

One foot on a banana peel, one foot in the grave
One foot on a banana peel, one foot in the grave
Sleeping with my woman, said another one’s name
Now I’m sleeping on a bench looking at the rain
One foot on a banana peel, one foot in the grave
One foot on a banana peel, one foot in the grave

One foot on a banana peel, one foot out the door
One foot on a banana peel, one foot out the door
Company docked my paycheck a hundred-forty-four
Just ‘cause I was late last week and every week before.
One foot on a banana peel, one foot out the door
One foot on a banana peel, one foot out the door

One foot on a banana peel, one on a little white line
One foot on a banana peel, one on a little white line
Policeman asked me if I knew the nature of my crime
Said I thought it might have something to do with Miller Time
One foot on a banana peel, one on a little white line
One foot on a banana peel, one on a little white line

One foot on a banana peel, one foot in my mouth
One foot on a banana peel, one foot in my mouth
Ain’t rich enough to be President, so I’m running for the House.
People say I couldn’t be any worse than we got now.
One foot on a banana peel, one foot in my mouth
One foot on a banana peel, one foot in my mouth