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Benny wore a black fedora
He never left the house without it
He smoked Chinese tea in an English pipe
And never thought twice about it
He wore a gold chain watch as a lifetime member
Of the Sons of Fish and Fowl
He wore his Sunday best every Saturday night
But mostly Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
The lines ran deep in his forehead
Trouble buried in his brow
If there ever was a smile hiding in that face
It's a feeling he'd never allow
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
Benny had a distant cousin
Who went by the name of Twink
He never said if Twink was a he or a she
But they'd meet up at the skating rink
Twice a year they'd marathon the figure eights
Until he finally threw in the towel
He never went the distance, you could see it in his face
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
His mouth turned down at the edges
Sadder than a circus clown
If there ever was a smile hiding in that face
I'm thinking he just didn't know how
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
Benny never married his sweetheart
His countenance made her grieve
He treated her as good as he knew how
But eventually she learned to leave
Benny learned French after she moved on
But he spoke it with a miserable growl
"C'est la vie" sounded like a sailor's curse
'Cause Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
The lines ran deep in his forehead
Deeper than I have now
If there ever was a smile hiding in that face
It's a feeling he would never allow
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl
Benny wore a scowl