[ with Bonnie Owens ]

Well when I was a growin' up I was a pip I growed me a mustache on my lip

It wasn't very sticky mostly fuzz I thought I'd give all the girls a buzz

I got real sweet on a nellie wills I drove that country girl back in the hills

I asked her once if I could give her a peck

She said (if you can beat me to the old hay stack)

Well I beat her there and I hugged her tight I turned loose all of my dynamite

I swear my kiss was a pretty lush she smiled real big and begin to blush

(It tickles it tickles I like it but it sure feels funny) it's a ticklin' me



Well I got me a name in the neighborhood the girls all liked me I knew they would

I let it grow for a month or two just to see what I could do

There was a girl named Fanny Smith told me she didn't like to kiss

I caught her off guard and I didn't miss (I didn't know it would feel like this)

Well her eyes bugged out and her face turned white

She helped me out with all of her might

I swear it took her breath away she giggled and I heard her say

(It tickles it tickles I like it but it sure feels funny) it's a ticklin' me

[ guitar ]

Well now I guess I pert'near run 'em wild they all went crazy over my style

Said I was the best around the kissinest man they'd ever found

The good ol' days are here again I used to do it and I still can

Said a widder that I know (I guess you'll never get too old)

Well I guess I've got that ol' knowhow you ought to see me in action now

My kiss has still got that ol' zing the widder said I ain't lost a thing

(It tickles it tickles I feel just like I'm numb again) it's a ticklin' me