It's Me Again Margaret - The Hit Crew

Well there once was a feller

Named willard mcvane

And he only had just one thought on his brain

Every evening about midnight

He'd sneak off alone

And call the same lady on a pay telephone

'It's me again margaret

Hello is this margaret

You don't know me margaret

But I know you

Well this upset the lady

And it gave her the blues

So she called up the police

Said 'what shall I do

The chief of detectives

Came round to her home

And eavesdropped upon

Them on her upstairs phone

'It's me again margaret

Hello is this margaret

Margaret I know it's you margaret

Are you naked

Well they called up ma bell

And they traced him on down

To a funky old phone booth

On the outskirts of town

It was there that the vice squad

With their field glasses read

The lips of that amorous man as he said

'It's me again margaret

Hello Is this margaret

I know it's you margaret

I bet you can't guess what I'm doing

Well they cuffed him and

Dragged him to the station downtown

And they allowed him one phone

Call 'fore the jailer came round

He wet his chapped lips

And he cleared his young throat

Then he dialed the telephone

And softly he spoke

'It's me again margaret

They got me margaret

You ain't going to miss me

Margaret I know that

But i'll miss you

And when I get out margaret

I'm going to come over there with an egg beater

And a live chicken and some peach preserves

We'll have a good old time marga