Mr Clarinet

I have a friend in you, oh Mr Clarinet you make me laugh, and then cry like the song of the clarinet. marry me, marry me alive O I put on my coat of trumpets will she be there? is my piccolo on straight? her white stockings and red dress that goes swish, swish, swish around her legs of lace marry me, marry me alive O could you tell her would you tell her for me, oh Mr Clarinet that I love her love her, oh love her I love her but I cannot wait marry me, marry me alive O oh maybe, oh maybe lie down I love her, love her, love her love her love her love her love her