[1st verse:]

I got da husband he's so lazy

Sleep all da time and he make me crazy

Seven o'clock he's still in bed, dead

Good-a-ness me but he make-a me sore-a

Like-a da cannon he make da snore-a

Every morning, I

Got to wake him up and cry



[chorus:]

Hey, wop

It's seven o'clock, get up

Sleep-a no more, sleep-a no more

You wake-a da kids when you make-a da snore

Hey, wop

Go to the barbershop

Take-a da razor and make-a da skip

Shave-a da face and collect-a da tip

What's dat?

You want your breakfast brought in da bed

Shut up, wop

I think you got the swell-a da head

You can sleep just as much as you like when you're dead

It's seven o'clock, get up



[2nd verse:]

While I get up and put on my clothes-a

He sing an opera through his nose-a

All-a da kids they holler "Pop, shut up"

When he begin to make da snore-a

All-a da neighbors who live next door-a

Holler, "Holy Mose!

Put a clothes pin on his nose"