Unhappy, unhappy
VERY unhappy
Unhappy, un-happy
Very very very very
Very very VERY un-happy
Oh, I debits all de mornin?
And I credits all de evenin
Until them ledgers be right
(Until them ledgers be right)
I spend my life accounting
With figures, and such (Unhappy)
To what is my life amounting
It figures, not much (Un-ha ppy)
I have a secret de-sire
Hiding deep in my soul
It sets my heart a-fire
To see me in this role
Softshoe