Yummer Yummer Man

Waiting at the corner

Or underneath the stair

Best turn your thoughts away

Pretend that he's not there

Lurking in the front room

And always at the rear

Tell you lots of crazy things

It's better not to hear

Oh no yummer yummer man

Don't you mess with me

Oh no yummer yummer man

I don't want to see

La La La...

Standing at your bedside

As you are born to clasp you to him

When the angels have all flown

And when he comes to get you

You'd better go along

He's there to take you

To the place where you belong

Oh no yummer yummer man

Don't you mess with me

Oh no yummer yummer man

I don't want to see