The couple looked down at their newborn child In their shack that was falling to bits The mother said: Let's call it Johnny The father said: Let's call it quits And when Johnny was four, and his pa was too poor To buy toys from the Christmas shop shelf So he just fired his gun, and he told his young son Father Christmas had shot himself Now, one day, his ma took him to a fair And he went on a roundabout He giggled with glee, I wanna go wee! Everyone heard the boy shout She took him by the hand, from the fairground they ran She took him behind a big tree She said: There, shut your row, you can go wee now He took a deep breath and went, we! Then he said: Please, can I go 'round again, ma? Please, can I go 'round again? Oh, I love the sound of the merry-go-round Ma, please let me go 'round again I'll do all of my homework I'll even kiss old Auntie Gwen And I won't shout out loud, ma, I'll make you proud Oh, please, let me go 'round again At twelve, he danced with his gym mistress She said: Johnny, you're wicked, and you're bad I wish I was your ma for just half an hour John said: I'll have a word with my dad Then someone dropped a lit cigarette down the back Of her dress, but she didn't shout She just walked off the floor, and she said: What a bore I shall just have to sit this one out And Johnny said: Please, can we go 'round again, Miss Rhodes? Please, can we go 'round again? I've not been this close to a woman before And heck knows when I will again Oh, I tell you true, I could dance with you Till the cows come home, and then I could dance with the cows So please, Miss Rhodes Please let me go 'round again At eighteen, Irene, with the hourglass figure Got him in a heck of a fix Her pa came 'round, and Johnny was found With his hands on a quarter to six They were married the next day in the church by the bay 10AM, the 15th of June She looked lovely in white as she said: Johnny, tonight He said: To heck with tonight, this afternoon! Then can we go 'round again? In the meantime, can we go 'round again? I tell ya I haven't felt like this Since I can't remember when And seein' you lay there beside me Oh, it damn near blows my mind So please, can we go 'round again and again And then 'round again one more time? Johnny's mother-in-law came to live next door She had a tongue that stung like a bee She said: I'll dance on your grave, Johnny said: That's brave 'Cause I'm gonna be buried at sea At fifty, he took to coming home late He wasn't a creature of habit If he came home early, his wife thought he was up to something If he came home late, she thought that he'd had it He was just ninety-one on the day he passed on It was the way that he hoped it would be He was shot by a beauty queen's husband In a fit of jealousy As he lay on the floor, a priest was sent for And with his last breath, Johnny confessed I spent all of my money on women and drink And like a fool, I squandered the rest Lord, can I go 'round again? Please, can I go 'round again? Oh, I can't believe that I'll never see Your sky or your trees again Oh, the girls and the wine and the living were fine And I shouldn't complain, but then You give damned short rides on this fairground of yours, Lord Oh, please let me go 'round again!