This is the last verse from the King Jester version:

The goils we don't hate 'em,
But still we don't date 'em,
'Cuz that sissy stuff is too tame.
We highly respects 'em,
But still we rejects 'em,
'Cuz us kids are wise to their game.
When they come around for a lark,
We very politely remark...

(Followed by the last chorus, cited above)

Ends with:
Stay 'way from those joiks
By the winegar woiks,
Go Home, Go On, Go Home!