Slap my baby on the
Make it happy
Slap my baby on the
Make it fun
Slap my baby on the
Make it happy
I'm a happy son-of-a-gun.

Well, I'm going to the grocery
On the corner
For to buy me a coke and some gum
Well, I'm going to the grocery
on the corner
I'm a drinking, chewing son-of-a-gun.

Well I whistle when I'm walking
In the summer
Well I whistle in the spring
And the fall
Well I whistle when I'm walking
In the winter
Or else I don't go walking at all.

You know I wake up early
In the morning
You know I work until my day is done
You know when I come home late
In the evening
I'm a happy son-of-a-gun...