AUNT GLADYS’ SOFA
Words and Music by Dave Rudolf


Aunt Gladys has a couch
In her living room
It’s old with purple flowers
Sit there and your doomed
I suppose that you might say
It’s only soft and nice
But if you want to leave there
You’d best take my advice

Refrain
When people sit upon it
They sink so slowly down
And I swear some luckless people
Have never since been found

Chorus
Aund Gladys’ Sofa

You remember Uncle Charlie
The one who disappeared
He sat on Gladys’ sofa
And his face turned white with fear
Yeah, I was there when he went
With a horrible slurp
And the thing that scared me most
Is I heard that sofa BURP