(From the 1961 Broadway play Wildcat)
Why you couldn't tell the truth
Unless you thought you were lying.
What?
I'd admit that I'm hardly renowned.
For the high type of people I know.
But I feel that in you hang around.
Is to reach a ridiculous low.
If you wanna a skunk I wouldn't mind
If you wanna a drunk I wouldn't mind
If you open and bit like me like a bit bug
In the bunk I wouldn't mind.
But you're a liar! You're a liar!
And the liar is the lowest kind of wretch.
So I'm stretching the truth
Does that make me a fake?
Am I dreaming out of trash?
Just cause I never carry cash?
That's a reason to avoid me like a rash.
Though I'm stretching the truth
You reveal there's a heart
Of a heel underneath that hairy pelt.
Why would you throw a girl a belt?
Then behave as though she actually spelt.
If you wanna smelt I wouldn't mind
Giving you a belt I wouldn't mind
If I'd knew that you would learn the lesson
from the welt I wouldn't mind
But you're a liar! You're a liar!
And you'll be a liar til you're dying day.
So you're able to tell
If there's oil in the soil
From a teeny little whiff, hah.
You and your million dollar sniff.
Would you know
If you were falling off a cliff?
So you're able to tell
From a glace at a lease.
That my chances are absolutely dead.
No opportunity except
Would you know one
If it hit you in the head?
Water on the brain I wouldn't mind
Any kind of pain I wouldn't mind
If you only pushed me
Underneath a moving train I wouldn't mind.
But you're a liar! I am not!
You're a liar! You're a welsher!
And I'll thank you not to take me for a chump.
You're a lump of conceit.
You are cheaper than the cheap.
You can jump in the lake.
You're a flocking carrot cake.
If I died I am poor.
You're a frozen little frog.
And what's more you're a fink!
Will you tell me what's a fink?
I don't know!
Goes to show how you lie in your teeth.
In your hair! In your eye!
You're a bleat even that!
That's a lie! Is not! Is too! So what!
Here's what, we're through!
But why? You lie!
I do not! Waah!
Why you couldn't tell the truth
Unless you thought you were lying.
What?
I'd admit that I'm hardly renowned.
For the high type of people I know.
But I feel that in you hang around.
Is to reach a ridiculous low.
If you wanna a skunk I wouldn't mind
If you wanna a drunk I wouldn't mind
If you open and bit like me like a bit bug
In the bunk I wouldn't mind.
But you're a liar! You're a liar!
And the liar is the lowest kind of wretch.
So I'm stretching the truth
Does that make me a fake?
Am I dreaming out of trash?
Just cause I never carry cash?
That's a reason to avoid me like a rash.
Though I'm stretching the truth
You reveal there's a heart
Of a heel underneath that hairy pelt.
Why would you throw a girl a belt?
Then behave as though she actually spelt.
If you wanna smelt I wouldn't mind
Giving you a belt I wouldn't mind
If I'd knew that you would learn the lesson
from the welt I wouldn't mind
But you're a liar! You're a liar!
And you'll be a liar til you're dying day.
So you're able to tell
If there's oil in the soil
From a teeny little whiff, hah.
You and your million dollar sniff.
Would you know
If you were falling off a cliff?
So you're able to tell
From a glace at a lease.
That my chances are absolutely dead.
No opportunity except
Would you know one
If it hit you in the head?
Water on the brain I wouldn't mind
Any kind of pain I wouldn't mind
If you only pushed me
Underneath a moving train I wouldn't mind.
But you're a liar! I am not!
You're a liar! You're a welsher!
And I'll thank you not to take me for a chump.
You're a lump of conceit.
You are cheaper than the cheap.
You can jump in the lake.
You're a flocking carrot cake.
If I died I am poor.
You're a frozen little frog.
And what's more you're a fink!
Will you tell me what's a fink?
I don't know!
Goes to show how you lie in your teeth.
In your hair! In your eye!
You're a bleat even that!
That's a lie! Is not! Is too! So what!
Here's what, we're through!
But why? You lie!
I do not! Waah!
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