Who'll buy my rubber balloons? Cried an old man in the street But no one cared about his rubber balloons For a lady had just fainted at his feet The doctor in the crowd said I know what to do whenever a young lady swoons You must rub her shoulders and cheeks Rub her hands, rub her feet And the old man cried out Rubber balloons Oh, rubber balloons Now, won't somebody buy my rubber balloons?