Those Old Red Flannel Drawers That Maggie Wore
They were wrinkled at the top,
For a nickel they would drop,
Those old red flannel drawers that Maggie wore.
They were baggy at the knees,
And the crotch was full of cheese,
Those old red flannel drawers that Maggie wore.
There were maggots in the cheese,
You could hear the bastards wheeze,
Those old red flannel drawers that Maggie wore.