Pickin' and Choosin'

Pickin' and choosin' is all in the game
'Cos pickin' and choosing's what we do all day
And when the choice is made at last
Turn it round it won't hold fast

PICKIN' AND CHOOSIN'
IT'S ALL IN THE GAME
THROW THE DICE
AND IT'S ROUND AND ROUND
AND ROUND AND ROUND AGAIN

Cat a walking on a painted fence
She don't look down she got to much sense
But what she gets is what she can't see
Bucket of water such a wet moggy

If the music's in your head
You can listen or go to bed
If you lie down you might not sleep
So a vigil you will keep

Gypsy gives me of a charm
Says it'll keep me out of harm
But what's this she says to me
She wants some silver in her palm

A windy day and the sky so black
You were going out but you came on back
Indecision running in your brain
Is it or ain't it going to rain

Make your mind up is what it's about
Is there worry is there any doubt
Is the cat any better than you
Take some care in what you choose