Laughter*

I know a fat ole policeman, hes always on our street
A fat old, jolly red-faced man, he really is a treat
Hes too fine for a policeman, hes never known to frown
And everybody says he is the happiest man in town

*Laughter*

He laughs upon his duty, he laughs upon his beat
He laughs at everybody when hes walking in the street
He never can stop laughing, he says he'd never tried
But once he did arrest a man and laughed until he died

*Laughter*

Oh, His jolly face had wrinkled, and then he shut his eyes
He opened his great mouth, it was a wonderous size
He said I must arrest you, I didn't know what for
And then he starting laughing, until he cracked his jaw

*Laughter*

So if you chance to meet him while walking round the town
Just shake him by his ole fat hand and give him have a crowd
His eyes beam and sparkle, he'll gurgle with delight
And then

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