Who can take a Schutzblech
Thread it with a screw
Replace it on his bike, and make it look brand new?
The handy man.
Oh, the handy man can.
Cause he screws it up with love,
And makes the wheels turn good.
Who can stain his fingers
Blacker than the night
Full of grease and tar and dirt, reflecting zero light?
The handy man.
The handy man can.
The handy man can,
Cause he grabs the dirty parts
And makes them work all right.
Who can take a seat clamp
And add the right sized nut
Fix the saddle with it and then use it for his butt?
The handy man
The handy man can
The handy man can,
Cause he screws it really tight,
And makes the wheels turn right
And the wheels turn right,
Because the handy man hoped they might.