It Tickles Buck Owens

Well when I was a growin' up
I was a pip
I growed me a mustache on my lip
It wasn't very sticky mostly fuzz
I thought I'd give all the girls a buzz
I got real sweet on a nellie wills
I drove that country girl back in the hills
I asked her once if I could give her a peck
She said (if you can beat me to the old hay stack)
Well I beat her there and I hugged her tight
I turned loose all of my dynamite
I swear my kiss was a pretty lush
She smiled real big and begin to blush

(It tickles
It tickles
I like it but it sure feels funny)
It's a ticklin' me

Well I got me a name in the neighborhood
The girls all liked me I knew they would
I let it grow for a month or two
Just to see what I could do
There was a girl named Fanny Smith
Told me she didn't like to kiss
I caught her off guard and I didn't miss
(I didn't know it would feel like this)
Well her eyes bugged out and her face turned white
She helped me out with all of her might
I swear it took her breath away
She giggled and I heard her say