Princess Poo-Poo-Ly - Teresa Brewer

The Princess Poopooly has plenty papaya

She loves to give them away

Now all of the neighbours they say

Oh me-ya, oh my-ya, you really should try

A little piece of the Princess Poopooly’s papaya

Now Princess Poopooly’s not truly unruly

To pass out papaya each day

For all of the neighbours they say

She may give you the fruit, but she holds on to the root

And so she has the fruit and the root to boot

One bright Sunday afternoon

It was field day in her papaya groves

But when I reached the gate an hour too late

The customers were lined up in droves

So let this be a warnin', go early in the mornin'

And it is true you’ll never rue the day

The Princess Poopooly has plenty papaya

And loves to give them away

(One bright Sunday afternoon)

(It was field day in her papaya groves)

But when he reached the gate an hour too late

The customers were lined up in droves

So let this be a warnin', go early in the mornin'

And it is true you’ll never rue the day

The Princess Poopooly has plenty papaya

And loves to give them away

I mean papaya

She loves to give them away

I mean papaya

She loves to give them away

I mean papaya…