Cousin Fez, he had a dog,

A bull terrier he was

Rather nasty piece of work

Growling, barking and raring to bite

His face an ugly sneer.

Then one summer morn,

He fell in love

With sweet Caroline next door

She smiled, she winked,

She wagged her little tail.

He was a goner,

No more growling or barking or

baring his teeth.

All day long, below her window he did sit,

Slobbering and singing his soulful song.