Lyrics:

Now I've got a guy and his name is Dooley
He's my guy and I love him truly
He's not good lookin', heaven knows
But I'm wild about his crazy clothes
He wears tan shoes with pink shoe laces
A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
He wears tan shoes with pink shoe laces
And a big Panama with a purple hat band

He takes me deep-sea fishing in a submarine
He gonna drive-in movies in a limousine
He's got a whirly-birdy and a 12-foot yacht
Ah, but that's a not all he's got
Hes got tan shoes with pink shoe laces
A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
He wears tan shoes with pink shoe laces
And a big Panama with a purple hat band

Now Dooley had a feelin' we were goin' to war
So he went out and enlisted in a fightin' corps
But he landed in the brig for raisin' such a storm
When they tried to put 'em in a uniform
He wanted tan shoes with pink shoe laces
A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
He wanted tan shoes with pink shoe laces
And a big Panama with a purple hat band

Now one day, Dooley started feelin' sick
And he decided that he better make his will out quick
He said, 'Just before the angels come to carry me
I want it down in writin' how to bury me'
I wearin' tan shoes with pink shoe laces
A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
He gave me tan shoes with pink shoe laces
And a big Panama with a purple hat band
And a big Panama with a purple hat band!