Allan Sherman Green Stamps
+Green Stamps Thrill me with your Green Stamps. I love your little Green Stamps. I took collecting Green Stamps. I love the way they look. Oh how I love to pick them. I pick them up, and lick them. I lick them, then I stick them In my brown Green Stamp book. All day and night I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming of redeeming My Green Stamps for a toaster, So gleaming and deluxe. Oh how it will thrill me, And please me and fulfill me, To know my toaster only cost me Fourteen hundred bucks. I drive up to the market. I stop my car and park it. I buy a lot of strange things Of which I've never heard. I buy, though it's not urgent, Two truckloads of detergent, Three hundred pounds of bird seed, Though I don't have a bird. Some extract of vanilla, Enough to feed Godzilla. Then I'll trade all my Green Stamps For something I can drive. A car is what I hope for, What I bought all that soap for. They promise me the first Studebaker Made in 1965.
