let the hangover start early i'll sing your mother's lullaby hold you a little closer like that pretty postcard from fourth of july i've stolen kisses day by day from other girls that passed my way i'll wrap them in an envelope and send them off in circles to the clowns at pleasure bay so hang on my arm my dainty little valentine let the hangover start early on the fishes we will dine dig a hole young lady, throw me in! dig a hole young lady, throw me in! dig a hole young lady, throw me in! dig a hole, young darling and soak me with gin so soon i will be dry so soon i will be dry if you've run out of steam try the coal in your heart i'm sure there's a dream to give that engine a start and if you've a tear you can shed one for me the ashtray's stay filled as they always should be dig a hole, little darling dig a hole, valentine.. dig a hole, sweet nothing. on the fishes, we shall dine. i'll smother you in wonder my magic in a word i'll follow you in your slumber like a clever humming bird when the alleyways are full of steam you know the night is good to the passers-by licking up the cream in the richer neighborhoods the concrete smells of echoed steps and gum slips off your tongue you've never been to such a place where the smoke will burn your lungs but i'll whisk you away we'll dance downtown as the people ask we've been around, while the cat has gone astray let the hangover start early, let's hoot and holler fer a million dollars and give them hurly-burly dig a hole, throw me in! dig a hole, and i'll whisk you away dig a hole dig a hole dig a hole and fill up the day