Please Don't Go

I was walking down the street
I was walking down the street with the queen of hearts
She does the monkey, the polish and the spit
I do the all-age favorite the epileptic fit
Polo-neck, polo-neck, she don’t wear a shirt
I suppose it’s because it disguises the dirt
Hey, where are you going with that hat on your head?
«Down to the graveyard to visit the dead»
Please don’t go
A worm in one ear and a slug in the other
It doesn’t look like her, are you sure that it’s mother?
Please don’t go… now please