Lyrics:

Shh
Come on, come on

Hey, my best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives
He carries them all over the town, at least he tries
Oh, look, it stopped snowing
My best friend's from Poland and um, he has a beard
But they caught him with his case in that public place
That is what we had feared

He severed segments and secretly liked that
He always took the time to speak with me and I liked him for that
He severed segments and secretly liked that
(What is this, a throwaway? What is this, a throwaway?)
He always took the time
He always took the time

Come on now, pussycat

My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives
He carries them all over the town, at least he tries
Oh, look, it stopped snowing
My best friend's from Poland and um, he has a beard
But they caught him with his case in that public place
That is what we had feared

He severed segments and secretly liked that
He always took the time to speak with me and I liked him for that
He severed segments and secretly liked that
(What is this a throwaway? What is this, a throwaway?)

He was growing on me
(What is this a throwaway? Throwaway?)
(Throwaway, throwaway)
He was growing on me (Throwaway, throwaway)

How about that?
Yeah
I don't know
Yeah
Well, if that's the way it is