Something in my genes makes me uncoordinated

A butter-fingered boy

My D.N.A was deviated

I don't want to tell a lie

I'm an ungainly guy

Girls are graceful when they dance

Oh, I really love to watch them dancing

Yeah, I'm clumsy

Yeah, real clumsy

I'm clumsy, and I don't ever hope to see you back

Look at that negro go

He's moving like a cat in a factory

Why can't I do that? I'm full of beans and I'm spilling the drinks

In the meantime we'll survive

I was born to bungle

And at last I realise

That nobody's taking me for granted

Yeah, I'm clumsy

Yeah, real clumsy

I'm clumsy, and I don't ever hope to see you back...