Do you kick like heck when baby
Starts his medley in the night?
Do you rave and rant and cuss ’em
When the next door neighbors fight?
Do you give their son the a dickens
When at night his sax he toots?
Well, compared with rattling windows
These are pie, you bet your boots.
If there’s one thing sets me coo-koo
(You’ll agree with me, all right)
It’s that ghastly window rattling
Just as I doze off at night.
And I gripe so loud the neighbors
Waken from their slumber deep
To shout “why don’t you fix it,
So we ALL can get some sleep.”
by Ray Romine Thursday, January 12, 1933
