Pimples, pustules, feel how they sting-a-ling-a-ling-a,
Pimples, pustules, and big crimson piles,
Smarting, stinging, all round my ring-a-ling-a-ling-a,
Those pimples, pustules, and piles.

I'll call the surgeon, and I'll be urgin'
Him someday to cure my ring, ring-a-ling-a,
And bring me out in smiles,
Instead of pimples, pustules, and piles.