She Doesn’t Laugh at My Jokes

[Chorus]
Because I
Got a fine sense of humor
But she
Doesn't laugh at my jokes

[Verse 1]
I've got this fine sense of humour, yes, I'm full of glee
Even my first grade teacher used to laugh at me
I've got a fine sense of humour, got a full repertoire
I've tell her fine, fine jokes when we're in the boudoir

[Chorus]
Because I
Got a fine sense of humor
But she
Doesn't laugh at my jokes

[Bridge]
Well, I wake up great
My sense of humour really rates
I wake up hilarious
How come she's so serious

[Verse 2]
I think I'll call up somebody important
Maybe Sigmund Frude
And say "ello, hello, I'm a hilarious dude"
Well, did something in her childhood bother her bad, now?'
I think so, 'cause like, I'm really really funny and it's just makin' her mad now

[Chorus]
Because I
Got a fine sense of humor
But she
Doesn't laugh at my jokes

[Bridge]
If she's up there in the mornin' cookin' breakfast cereal
I'm up there borin' her with my comic material
She's there frying up eggs and yolks
And I'm there thinkin' up hot hot jokes

[Verse 3]
I think I'll call up somebody intelligent, maybe Jean-Luc Godard
And say, 'How come making her laugh is so hard?'
I think I'll call up somebody intelligent, maybe Albert Camus
And say I've got some hot hot jokes I want to try on vous

[Chorus]
Because I
Got a fine sense of humor
But she
Doesn't laugh at my jokes