Now I've got a guy and his name is Dooley
He's my guy and I love him [bad word] 
He's not good lookin', heaven knows
But I'm wild about his crazy clothes
 
He wears tan shoes with pink shoelaces
polka dot vest and man, oh, man
Tan shoes with pink shoelaces
And a big Panama with a purple hat band
 
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
 
He takes me deep-sea fishing in a submarine
We got to 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
 
He's got tan shoes with pink shoelaces
polka dot vest and man, oh, man
Tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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 shoelaces
polka dot vest and man, oh, man
He wanted tan shoes with pink shoelaces
And a big Panama with a purple hat band
 
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
 
Now one day Dooley started feelin' sick
And he decided that he better make his will out quick
He said "Just before the [bad word] to carry me
I want it down in writin' how to bury me."
 
A'wearin tan shoes with pink shoelaces
polka dot vest and man, oh, man
Give me tan shoes with pink shoelaces
And a big Panama with a purple hat band
 
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
 
And a big Panama with a purple hat band