The Flippity Flop Young Man - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
The Flippity Flop Young Man. Written, Composed and Sung by George W. Kenway. 
I once was a matter-of-fact young man, And thrived on port or sherry; But now I'm a kind of cracked young man, The reverse of ordinary. I flip and I flop-(echo), all over the shop-(echo), And take it for granted you can; I'm a very sunflowery, Eastcheapy, towery, April showery man. 
Chorus. I'm a very aesthetic young man, A non-energetic young man; Slippity, sloppity, over the shoppity, Flippity flop young man. 
I once was a hymny and tract young man, And sternly opposed to stooping; A kind of a stick-up-thc-back young man, But now I incline to drooping. Consummately if-(echo), on no account stiff-(echo), I scarcely know how I began; I'm a hitter And mildy, nativey, childey, -Oscary Wildey man. 
Chorus. I'm a Fuller's earth-color young man, A greeny and 'guller' young man; ( Pretty externally ' patience' And colonelly, Utterly, utter young man. 
I once was a three-dollar dinner young man, And at table knew which was the best end; But now you would not find a thinner young man, Tho' you walk from the East to West-end. Two steps and a stop-(echo), a skip And a hop-(echo), I require but a puff and a fan; I'm a Fulton street cutlery, skip o'er the guttery, ( New bread-and-buttery man. ( 
Chorus. I'm a worship the lily young man, Crutch And tooth pick-a-dilly young man; Cracket in the fliberty, Burnand and Gilberty, Strike-you-with-paper young man.