Lyrics
Fenwick Dubin
© words and music by C. Stewart ( Oct 2017 )
Incognito as a Cuban
No one knew what he was doin'
Smokin stinky big cigars
Driving 1950 cars
All around the tiny little island
Fenwick Dubin, he was always smilin'
CHORUS......
He was creeping into society
Sleeping with a variety
Of woman, with Brillo pad hair
Fenwick was unorthodox
Wore electric bobby sox
And thick black glasses for the glare
They hardly knew he was there
All around the tiny little island
Fenwick Dubin, he was always smilin'
Fenwick
Dubin
You have been so bad
So bad
Incognito as a human
Fenwick knew what he was doin'
He cut the skin from her throat
Dumped her body in the boat
Took her for a ride around the island
Fenwick Dubin, he was always smilin'
He was creeping into society
Sleeping with a variety
Of woman, with Brillo pad hair