The Wraggle-Taggle Filkers

There were three filkers come to my door
and downstairs ran this-a lady-o.
One sang high and the other sang ose
and the other sang "Banned from Ar-go".

Then she threw off her sweats and jeans
and drew on silk and satin-o.
Her cape and her veil about her flew,
she's gone with the wraggle-taggle filkers, oh!

It was late that night when her boyfriend came,
asking for his-a lady-o.
The roomies said on every hand
"She's gone with the wraggle-taggle filkers, oh!"

"Tank up for me my Mustang steed
and pack for me my duffle-o.
I'll drive high and I'll drive low
until I find my lady-o."

So he drove high and he drove low,
OVFF and FilKONtari-o,
until he came to the Pennsic War,
and there he found his lady-o.

"Oh, will you leave your house and land,
and will you leave your money-o,
and will you leave your own true love
to go with the wraggle-taggle filkers, oh?"

"Oh, what care I for my weed-filled yard
and what care I for my mortgage-o,
and what care I for a damned mundane?
I'm off with the wraggle-taggle filkers, oh!"

"Last year you slept in a waterbed
that the heater made so comfy-o.
Tonight you sleep in a cold open field
along with the wraggle-taggle filkers, oh!"

"May the cat rip open your waterbed,
which always made me seasick-o!
Tonight I sleep 'neath the Goddess's stars,
I'm one of the wraggle-taggle filkers, oh!"