Lyrics:

Make like a mister milquetoast - and you'll get shutout
Make like a mister meek - and you'll get cut out
Make like a little lamb - and wham you're shorn
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn

Make like a mister mumbles - and you're a zero
Make like a mister big - they dig a hero
You've got to sound your 'a' - the day you're born
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn

The taller the tree is - the sweeter the peach
I'll give you the whole magilla - in a one word speech - reach

Make like the world's your pudding - but light the brandy
Even the mildest kiss - is a dan-dan-dandy
There'll be no love in bloom - come doomsday morn
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn

In civilized jungles - females adore
The lions who come on swinging - if you want to score - roar

You can be either read to - or be the reader
You can be either lead - or be the leader
Don't wait until you're told - you're old and worn

Take in some air - and get your lips puckered
Before you find - you're simply too tuckered

I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn